Saturday, August 12, 2017

Heavenly Vows



Heavenly vows
Of one
Now gone
Was the rug pulled?
This bitter cup
The hemlock elixir
Sears my lips
Ruined, fused
Useless
In this sea of molten ice
I’m charred through
Chilled to the bone
Held by slag
Each footprint of dross
Vaporized tears
Gasping for breath
No smiling mask
All facades crashed
Long ago
© August 2017
Duane Windell Phillips

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