Mythology and Image
By every image spoken,
her mind and heart were broken;
the given and the taken
sought their grave for things forsaken.
Belief and dream dissolving
to a point beyond resolving,
sinking painful instants after
in a hiss of serpent laughter.
Mythology sent packing,
fading image grey and lacking;
wasted time drained in seclusion,
mourned the rag and bone illusion.
What a fool, somehow believing
in the words, denied deceiving;
now alone with smiles resigned,
her orphaned love, no home to find.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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