Waiting for red to arrive

Silence weighs heavily on me
Lonliness is like a rock upon my chest
The light is dim, visions slim
waiting red to arrive.

I walk thru familiars
they are hard to the touch
straying from the center
waiting for red to arrive.

In a life of revolving people
constantly trading the emotions
changing with the season
waiting for red to arrive.

-----------Found in papers of Jim's, circa 1987