He took a pristine white sheet,
A crackle of rough paper.
One that would show the crimson 
up best.
one that would throw it into stark relief.
Bold, red.
He printed out his name,
found a piece of string, 
an elastic band, 
a yellow ribbon, perhaps?
He affixed It, snugly, 
to his foot.
Then he posted it,
As a measure of his extreme.

To his lover,
I'm told.