You and I, Scorpion makes Three

by Maple Tree   Oct 5, 2020

Sitting in dark corners
as edges whisper close by-
reading messages within life lines
of my palm,

(a palm reader bites her lip refusing to tell me)

what I already know.

You and I, scorpion makes three
birthing poison and other nightmares
in the deep, dark night of a diseased moon-

Crying tears of loneliness
and knowing Ill never see you again.


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  • 3 weeks ago

    by Star

    This reminded me of Brida by Paulo Coelho, if you havent read it I think you’ll enjoy it :)

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