soul

Sun, 10/20/2019 - 23:34 -- ivone

pieces of a mason jar 

glass vases 

broken 

violently torn, 

pink roses

heavy imprints 

of foot prints

on the ceiling 

walls, 

echos; 

in long 

chilling 

bedrooms 

nothing more 

than war stories

in the sheets,

welcome signs

plastered mockingly 

at the foot 

of thee place 

any lover, 

dares 

enter in 

 

 

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