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no reception

Her single bouquet
of white roses
slowly expire,
in a cheap crystal vase,
atop a dust-laden
bookshelf.
Petals crying
a lover’s lament
are overheard by
out-patients of Eros
and other
nameless receivers.

She scrapes
her flushed face
against the claws
of a stuccoed wall.
Hidden cutlery
shares space
with buried photographs.
Scores of broken nails
and bleached hair follicles
float so neatly
in rusty brass tureens
filled with tears
of disgust.

Cursing pervades
heavy black corners,
piercing ozone canvas –
breaking codes
of respected silence
and calm.
Desirable wishes
remain empty
and pitifully abandoned;
a Levolor drawn
across the sun’s eyes.

She yelps
a mournful vendetta
against an elusive fate
and a cheated Genesis.
A regurgitated revenge -
a counter play towards
many things…

Inclement weather 
and rain-slicked lanes
speeding Hummers
and Hennessey -
chauffeurs and Chivas -
as a limousine bids farewell
to a church filled with ecstatic
onlookers.










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  1. Date: 5/3/2010 6:59:00 PM
    Wow John~ A vivid story with depth and sadness great write! BB Love Laura :)

  1. Date: 5/3/2010 5:27:00 PM
    Well expressed thoughts

  1. Date: 5/3/2010 3:29:00 PM
    Amazing....as a poet....you speak a different language, far than most of us can dream to do. Fantastic poem! :) Captured me!

  1. Date: 5/3/2010 2:06:00 PM
    This appears to be one dark funeral, John. Compelling words; people seem glad she's gone. I'd like to know the story behind this poem. Brilliant writing! Love, Carolyn