Black Lipstick Vapor
Black lipstick whispers are vapor
streams spoken gothic complexion
spiraling ether. Trails taper
erratic, split imperfection;
ripples on French Riviera.
Descriptions of love disappear
as streaks of winter mascara
outlined bold against helpless fear
plastered in snow. Vague shadows trace
high above shattered decisions
once thought waterproof. Dry erase
markers exhaust through revisions
uncapped as they’re plucked from a shelf
and scribble each meaningless word
defined by erasable self
written in black on my white-board.
2/20/2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
