Red Is The Sky

A pretty house 
with a pretty fence 
somewhere 
in the country 
I dreamed
my own 
happily-ever-after 
with you

To save it from 
a slow death
I thrust into it
the knife 
of reason 
expecting it 
to perish
bloodlessly

But it streaked 
the sky 
a brilliant red 
a public admission 
of failure 
it seemed to me 
that would play out 
day after day

Now I look 
for a world 
where the sun 
doesn’t shine 
where the night 
is dark enough 
to drown 
my nightmares

© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved