Rape is a Color
I saw on my night shift work.
A Rape-colored pothole.
A burgundy patch of coagulated blood.
Blood tissue eyeballs hair.
These are all the ingredients of the history of Rape.
But what is Rape? You ask me on TV.
I breathe very deeply when the word is uttered.
Burgundy the color of blood.
Burgundy the color of wine.
Like in Game of Thrones.
Grey rough rocky terrain and burgundy blood.
What is Rape. What is Rape.
Nails pulled out. Hair shaved. Blood all over.
Augustus the scoundrel.
But it was a long time ago.
Now it is all a burgundy pothole.