Crystals

Fostered to

The roses,

Swung upon a

Fragile

Swing.

 

Traipsed in

Envy,

Followed beyond

The peeling dusk,

Rind taken from

Saturation.

 

Beauty thrown

To nighttime

Tricks,

Stairs

Undulating

Downward

To a crystal

Infusion…

 

 

Hurt- Rebel Rose Anthology

Hurt in

A Sunday melting to

Monday gloom.

 

Your absent

Face,

Imprinted to

Incarnate visions

Stained upon the

Universe’s glowing

Pulses.

 

Dreaded

Leaving,

A grieving itch along the

Neck,

Record pricks to

Shifting sentiments.

 

Romantics on a

Freeze,

Mummified

Follicles

Bred

Along

A song’s cessation.

 

Naked notes

Uttered,

Too late in the

Lover’s entry,

Fires cooled

Within a music

Taken to,

Shadow sweeps

Along quiet beds

Going toward solemn cracks,

Wizened to the darkness

Losing its visage once again…