Silent Auction
Last summer
I gave to you
My tears
My blood turned blue.
Nervous perspiring
Neurons firing
My soul desiring
My body preparing for
Eternal warring
My heart flooding
With silent crying
The earth spinning
Gravity winning
The hem of my garment
Tearing.
Lucifer swearing
No one caring.
What it this attracting?
History's reenacting.
Eternal damnation
In constant deliberation.
The truth torn in two.
Does anybody know what to do?
Next summer day
I walk away
Hoping someday
If I give my heart away
I'll know next time who to give it to.
Copyright © Patricia Smith | Year Posted 2016
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