Eclipsed
A slow death marinated.
In half-prayer and long goodbyes.
So much suffering on this cobblestone of lies.
To think it all began with a silky lullaby.
The Faries and unicorns soon drift from our lives.
Replaced by tarry intentions.
Oozing from cinderblock faces.
Bridges of hope undercut by trolls.
Silky dreams slip into eclipse.
The suns last breath kisses the necrosed lips of our nothingness.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2022
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