Suicidal Dream

Found hanging in her cell
from a noose made of teeth
and hair and bone

Blood red wine drips
from veins down arms
loving arteries give forth

Rusty bridge hangs in mist
creaking with weight of time
eyelids closed, sublime

Cranes etch their outline
on the greyest horizon
strong and fatherly still
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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