Sunsets of Bloodshed

The golden streak of light in the sky fades into a sky bathed in orange and pink.

If this were a Greek tragedy, someone would  have grabbed a dagger and slashed a golden streak of yellow in the sky. The slash would have then seeped into a glorious bloodbath of pink and orange.

If this was a tragedy, the sunset would be a glorious bloodshed.

03/23