Touch Red


Touch red


Touching red is like knowing you

But can you touch red at all?


Is it the red of the red

          Or the red of the thing

That makes touching red

          Touching red?


The bright and the blare

          And the brass and the boom

And the bomb are like

          Knowing you.


Is it the feel of the red

          Or the feel of the sting

That makes knowing you

          Touching red?


I don’t know

So I burn

Touching you


Touching red.