Poetry: Oxidation

as a child i favoured poster paints
then i grew into acrylics
but i never developed the patience for oils

now
my preferred medium starts warm
and congeals quickly
drying crimson to mahogany

a fading autumnal stain
monument to blades and broken promises


I recently discovered the #vss365 (very short story, every day) tag on Twitter and started playing, mostly because it’s been forfuckingever since I wrote anything that wasn’t either part of, or directly connected to, the book I’m working on.

Having a writing prompt every day for something super short is good exercise for the imagination and sometimes something that starts as a Tweet becomes something else. In this case, a poem.

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