Red (an acrostic poem)

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Ruddy eyes peering at the monitor without understanding

Everything inside his head was going up in flames

Destroying his rosé wine high

Paint (an acrostic poem)

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Picking the right color is so important to create the correct atmosphere

A shade too dark and it puts people in a somber mood

If its too light they will feel not grounded in the space

Now if you go for a wild color, well that just causes people to go insane

That’s why the world believes in beige, and why I avoid it like the plague.

Red (an acrostic poem)

Redirecting my attention to my bank account

Eying the balance as it kept declining

Didn’t stop when it hit zero.  Uh oh!