The mirror says so much
of the scene of the floor
Fortified in crimson
With technicolor reflection perfection
Diluted in water
Constrast porcelain white
A razor ends the sentence
With a terrific
Sanguine malign
Exclamation point
And it drips
And it pools
And it puddles
So thick
But where it meets the water
It's like dancing
And it's so
Red
And it will be harder to clean than her memory.