Red Light

When I die, you will know it.
It won’t be a whisper
But an explosion.
A dying red light
In a deserted place
Filled with long forgotten
Memories of destruction.
I’ll be there.
Rotting in the summer sun.

© Sarah Doughty


2 thoughts on “Red Light”

  1. Oh wow, I’m really thankful for the “Read More In…” feature right now. I love the sort of power imagery that emanates from this even though it’s talking about death. It is almost a provocation. I love it. It is absolutely breathtaking and really made my night. Thank you! 🙂

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