Faithless
Wedding bells’ Last toll Evaporates Beneath the threadbare sky. The ancestral headstone, The final resting place For a blasphemous bouquet Disguised as respect. Fires of welcome Flare joyfully for guests But the soothsaying chimney smoke Woefully whispers the future Into the dusk, Unnoticed, But for one. Preying With vulpine Velvet Luring tongue, Plagiarised promises of paradise. Offended eyes become blisters Witnessing the frantic friction Of loveless lies. The embrace of hot water Is unconditional and complete, Coaxing salt streams To dilute, Dilute The sting of brine healing Begins
Thank you for reading. Heather Taylor
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