With busted faith an inflated ego
She turned and faced the wall.
I remain- amidst the memories I retain
Of events that led to our distress
And it was like a revelation when I indulged
My coffin-lid memory
With some kinda’ sedative
Finding her body through the shape of her name
I found a body to be a frame
To play with
Have your way with
Each an act defined by a mood you are in.
So shift up lonesome widow
Driven deep in despair
Your sorrow as constant as
Your pity would have you believe
A little greed
That does escape a slavery to hide
Behind a book to define
Let us not succumb to such symmetry
And be compelled to exist for
A moment that’s been
Your silhouette isn’t fixed
It just grows bold as it sits -
content to exist
As a puzzle piece to a scene
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