a red piñata stuffed with endings

shattered segments
of a mind that wriggles like a worm

are scattered across
this desolate pavement

like the crimson toys
of children

like the revolting guts
of a carnivore’s fresh kill

like the haunting eyes
of a dying soldier

whose essence gently smears
across the curved blade of the horizon

like a tremulous island of wildflowers
drifting upon a sea of blood

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