Murder and Madness
The fallen arise; their darkest dreams come alive, soaring on winged flight into the harsh night, breathing life into madness.
A journey of redemption is etched with passion. Uncontrollable desires overflow into broken bonds, cratered on the floor.
Clothes and covers are spread around shredded vows anointed by whispered crimes and breathless cries hurled in the dark.
Curtains are drawn tight against letting in the light; naked flesh cloaked by the taste of imagined fantasies played out.
Angels spawn demons reaching for forbidden love, swallowing everything and anything whole.
Entanglements and betrayal overlap the clasp of lovers caught in the of intrigue of murder and madness.
Emotions as evidence of a mystery to be solved; knowing there must be a reason and a motive, means with opportunity.
Lies and lives are tossed in the air, settling down in some tangled web, spreading out into a river of spilled blood.
Murder and madness, shaded by crimes of the heart are surrounded by the illusions we create in our own image.
Copyright © Steve Zak | Year Posted 2018
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