End

An empty shelf
your pride
like rocks

never told me
thankful girl
youre displeased

unfurled dresses
undressed wound
never wavered

perplexed at faces
i saw her grace
in sleeping

she talked with rapings
sickle spirit sharp
and edged

unmasked the face
i forgot you cared
never did

a pretty girl
drinking posies
languid story

i deemed it charmed
forgot the knife
in the words

in her words
a dungeon waiting
bones and chains

no field of flowers
perfumed and pleasant
no open air

hurt my navel
bonk on head
kisses wasted

placid stream is
running empty
fishes dead

like sick babies
like falling embers
we are ending

desperate bird
sit unstable
chirp at trees

why i cry at
turns away
never know

battle for a
defeated king
raise your flag

you ended dream
falling bird
severed wrist

like passing season
sad surrender
we have ended