pretendin', pretendin', postin' the blues that tangles up, runnin', smilin' sad, hidin' in grey clothes. grey odd dresses. walkin' thru the ashes which're drippin' from her blood. an' it hurts. an' it's mean. an' it has no meanin'. it has no meanin' in runnin' 'way from the red - the warmin' red, the red that gets ev'ry poem naked with a simple act. an outstandin' simple act - to stand among the cold and sad blue. - "I'm not like them, but I can pretend..."
