Thursday, May 2, 2013



Bittersweet Choice






To entertain her thoughts
a life of loveless sorrow
in interminable gloom more fury then a Sumerian queen
entangled in her skeleton

What have you lost? What have you gained? 
Impeccable taste but at what cost
the spectre of cracked lips;
less beautiful to me


Prior, seraphs golden garden transformed
now transparent thorns
you'll pay your dues in immortality 


Through bridal weakness she chose to fall
and in her despair an ethereal temperament arises
she'll fade into her lovers pillow 
with drowned feathers and clipped wings 
with glazed eyes, stripped of her voice,
of her choice to sing
a black nightingale far beyond a scintillating soul

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