She talks of
broken love
He smells
cheap perfume
Mother cries
all night
They all drink
Daddy’s blood....
Sister please
tell when
Brother will u
be there
Lord we shall
feast,
There will be
laughter
There will be
wine
There will be
answers,
Tongue will
swallow
Anything in
sight..
Burn pages in
the city square
Sit out all
day in the snow
Buy placards
Find someone..
The fireplace
shall burn tonight;
I shall
sacrifice my lover’s gift
For the wood
that burns
The tree that
is no more..
Fumes live in
hollowed heavens
Deep inside
mournful lungs
And the mind
lies reckless
Searching for
a perfect start
After the last
finishing..
There is
vision
There is
reaction
There is joy
There is grief
There are
songs,
There is just
one voice.....
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