Colours
Blue, White, Red
They were some of the most beautiful flowers I have ever seen.
Blue, White, Red
They were some of the most beautiful skies I have ever dreamed.
Blue, White, Red
These colours are not always what they seemed.
Blue, White, Red
What is that? A plane, a UFO, a beam?
Blue, White, Red
Should I move? Should I run? Should I scream?
Blue, White, Red
I can’t see I can’t fucking see… Pauline? Can you hear me?!
Blue, White, Red
There…. Pauline. Blood coming down her jeans.
Blue, White, Red
The sirens turned to screams.
Blue, White, Red
Sir stay down, you will lose blood the more you try to lean.
Blue, White, Red
My wife… Please tell me she’s alive. Please tell me this is a fucking dream?!
Blue, White, Red
Flowers-Skies-Sirens. Why couldn’t it end perfectly?
Blue, White, Red
That’s life you see. These colours… are not always what they seem.
About the Creator
Michael Paniccia
Writer of all things really. The bulk of my enjoyment however is in thriller, comedy, research/theory, psychology, and philosophy.
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