Poem: Many red devils ran from my heart

Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page,
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.

- By Stephen Crane, "Many red devils ran from my heart"

(An early morning read during breakfast, before going off to work.)

Love, 

S.