Everything Red for the Queen

Everything is red

in the kingdom of the queen.

Matador hat with barnacles,

witch white hair to the shoulders,

tickling the breast.

In her eyes are the bloodshot

of many vampires;

in her heart the daggers

of many soldiers.

Five inky fingers

cross her throat

like an ill-fitted necklace.

Her dress is like heart charms,

scales of fish dripping

blood toward her toes.

Withy, twists around her throat.

Anglers of the court toss hooks

toward her cherry red lips,

capture the moment

of the haze of purple

surrounding her head.

Everything is red

in the kingdom of the queen.

Death changes colors from red to blue.

–Michael Lee Jordan

Michael lived ten years in Canada during the Vietnam era. Today he is a poet, freelance

writer, photographer, and small business owner in Itasca, Illinois. He has been published in more than

925 small press magazines in twenty-seven countries, he edits 10 poetry sites, and has 103 poetry videos on YouTube.

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