Head Belly Root
L'Eglise Text Creative Commons License
Blue and crimson
Red is flowing
'cross the paper
Towards blue -
Waiting motionlessly
A sudden shock
Blue is running
Running away
From the crimson smear
Getting persued
Isn't cool
The dark red hatred
Scares the painter
And his blue
He wants to control
The incredible hunt
He blows and shivers
To control Hunt
They're moving slowly
Now and again
They're moving slowly
Slowly, slowly
And now they've dried up
Leaving just a red line
And a blue line
Two drops of coloured ink