instant

" what is that on the floor?

   those, they are just my thoughts in red "

he fainted as he was saying his last words. he never woke up. those thoughts were two drops of blood from his nose. he was always sarcastic about things, but this, his death. i am sure he liked the way he passed away. he must be proud of what he said, and thinking that people are going to remember him that way. even he couldn't recall anything from his life, from all those years the only thing in his mind is that last moment of his. 

"daddy, those are not thoughts, 

  you are bleeding. "