tonight I's wanderin' the same ol' whacked streets when an unexpected redness suddenly came among the darkness. at first I's caught out of guard. I's actually petrified. I wasn't really expectin' or even hopin' such an appearance. I don't know even if I wanted so. but then it all started to make sense, – the same ol' colorfulness. the same ol' tremblin' fever. the same ol' magnetic universe. the same ol' "don't-know-what-to-do-but-what-I-do-feels-better-than-anything-and-seems-to-fit-naturally-in-everything-as-well-as-if-I-knew" – an' at this point my mind was already buildin' up ev'rything. that was meant to happen. my decision to get an unusual and probably painful way wasn't made in vain. it was only unbidden.
so the redness's gates started releasin' its repressed demons an' its addictive angels all at once, an' ev'rything seemed like the yesterday which ev'ryday I hope for tomorrow, improved and repainted, but as red as ever.
an' then we fought. an' we smiled. an' we felt. always starin'. always bombtimin'. always wrong. always right. though it was willin' to melt down an' mix up with me, its fear an' its thick-headed dumb heart were as strong as ever. so we joined our bodies in a hugh, the same ol' sparklin' hugh. an' it did happen twice. then the redness left; but our redness has fused together once again... an' I did stole her smell, which tells me the redness'll come back. "the redness doesn't live without its smell and its rednessful", it says.
