Threads Unworthy

Overwhelmed with kisses from the dead I scratch the color from your rainbows Mystified by holy drone Erasing my name from this parchment It is soaked up like vapor While I rest being defined Taming casual plight twisting with anger Knotted in the wind and snagging on air Vacant openings for sadness remind me Of nothing I could do better Failing old phantoms I promised my soul Leaving me the day to waste ... Bloodshed skips happily past this girl Her wrists scream for him to hold her Scrutiny places its hand On the words she wont speak Chains fall away from ankles bare Lifting her body from this soaken mold Her face pronounced with beauty Heartache extends its wrath in every light Dismissing her with less than words Felicia S. Hughes