Inspired by Head Automatica's "Beating Heart Baby" and the following quote... "Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity?"- Herman Melville Rather Red Rather red from sundancing and circling 'round on the soft skin of planets that most call the ground, I talk as if expressing my thoughts is a race, just in case I'll soon vanish and not leave a trace, or your embrace will crush through this structure of flesh and my heart will stop beating, thus leading to death. For certainty's fleeting and not in my hands, not in the waters and not in the sands. The latter swallows the undersides of my toes. "Then perhaps in the skies?" is what one would propose. Yet is that too easy? No, I won't even start. To transcend is to take one’s own self apart. Would I see the green just like I do today? Would I roll in the soil and presume I'm okay? Am I alive if I'm blind to purples and violets? Or am I just unwilling to lift up my eyelids? At least my blindfold's made of colorful ribbon. Certainly this ignorance can still be forgiven? I'll pluck off the fruit and squeeze out the juice, and from the same tree I'll hang up a noose. I'm a fool for learning to manipulate others, for cutting the skin off the bodies of lovers. And might I mention that I'm insecure? My blushing and hiccups both show I'm unsure of myself, you, and the space in between. Being that close to yellow, you won't know what I mean. "The warmth of this hug is way too much to bear, your heart next to mine is way too much to share," are the words that I accept as gifts from you, making me indigo from a much brighter blue. I picked up on the clue, but it cannot faze me. I'm chasing so quickly that I've become crazy. While you beat my heart, baby, I'll never be dead, and while my blood is flowing, I'd rather be red.
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