angel wings scatter
among
the curves of your mind.
honeyed melodies sing around the bemusing
tableau as your flesh melts
like a porcelain doll.
gossamer honey smears
across your rotten gums as i notice the way
frenzied bees kiss between your eyes.
rancid solitude worships your tangible despair,
dreadfully succumbing to your blistered wounds.
i watch with hopeless eyes as the stitches
loosen with every sob as
you fall to your mercy and beg for your angel wings.
YOU ARE READING
abrasive freedom
Poetryto accept, to release, to breathe and be free is tantalizing in itself.
