The Petals of Paranoia
She loves me? – She loves me not?
The petals pay – ripped from their stems -
tossed aside in trembling despair.
Innocents – deemed soothsayers –
victims of love’s inquisition
sacrificed on the godless altar
of insecurity’s insouciant idolatry.
John G. Lawless
©4/22/2018
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