The bleeding heart

Endemic to Pennsylvania

A sure sign that we are cresting the curve that is spring.

This flower, or whatever this thing is symbolizes more than just the breath of nature.

They symbolize my own bleeding heart.

My heart bleeds as I watch my precious bull market economy crumble around me.

My soul drains as does the Dow Jones Industrial Average.

As seen in my photograph.

The dark night of spring is symbolic of the dark abyss that is unemployment.

It looks ahead of me.