Picture Decapitation

Heads scattered around the table

No more feelings to uncover

The jars all have labels

The names of every lover

From Robert to Anthony

Always being toyed

Each night filled with melancholy

The past is now void

Love no longer exist here

Scissors have cut through the lies

One snip through everything I once held so dear

And the emotions die

The deed is done

Now into the fire

There’s nothing left to pun

Dead to me is desire

The bitter years of this libidinous woman

Is now diminishing into flames

No more sorrow

No more pain