Winter, Autumn, Summer, Spring by Cleo Patra - HTML preview

BLACK WINGS ON YOUR FACE

Standing in the sand of soils

Raining melted out every pore in my skin

Glass-curtain pulled over my brain

ABANDONMENT screamed as graffiti in my ears

Plastic friends washed their smiles off with my decay-apron

Headless-chicken in-laws crow-laughed at my expense

crucified me with every turn of their lashes-green tongues

Blood-spattered laid our marriage in the roaring stomach of the

rubbish-dump

Battered and bruised my innocent will never be again

Fire-hand fingers dig manholes in me

Acid-steam burned me alive

Escape routes with dead ends ran pass me

Skeleton-wedding dress hung in a drank-shed

Walls with TV-eyes cuddled my soft-space tears

your cheaters-laugh cut your cruel-tongue

Helpless thread of tears rolled of my walnut-cheeks

Seven seas-questions abused my brain

Was I never allowed to taste the true love-language

because I was found guilty of Cerebral Palsy

Searching through the debris of your empty promises

you orchestrated the murder-death of our marriage just like Mozart

 Why didn't I see

the black wings on your face

and the coconut-ice in their eyes