Rooted-Hearts

Trespassing into veins

Beautiful blood-stains,

For sadistic skin without feet

Blood and meat!

Isn't just enough for a mutiny

Where is seeded irony?

Late blushing autumn's pose

Modesty isn't stitched in clothes,

Apples & apples surround

Out of eyes, turnaround!

See to the neighboring shades

Dusk & dawn persuades,

Around a curtain rise & fall

Who says aye, there is a protocol.