Alone
Black Birds
Congregating
In the dead of night
Stealthy midnight chatter
outside my window pane
No singing to my ears
Just constant rain
Thunder crackling
The children have left
Just the plots
And leaves scurrying
the wind swirling
Upwards almost
Telling me look up
Refusing I tell myself
It can't be
just hallucinations
The oval mirror where
She would stand naked
Brushing her long Blond
Waist length hair
Dripping wet her supple
Body yearning calling me
I wouldn't come
wouldn't move
just a Mirage a dream
Nightmarish I'd say
I remember her though
Singing softly to me
The children all five
All girls all gone
She lays in state on a
Lily and rose Laden
mattress sunken in
Scented silk now
Moldy and musty
Cobweb silkscreens
Adorne her
I still try to talk
She doesn't answer
I'm alone
Wasting away
Skeletonized
In this room
So much gloom
Your not here
To share in
My uneventful doom
Lurking shadows
Closets and halls
Faceless lovers
Pictures hang
on walls
Your not here
Just your Soulless body
You left me behind
brokenhearted
Alone so long ago
Glock in hand
And mind in
Transient state
Waiting staring
At 12 dead roses
Near the grey
Antiquated
Corner stone
All alone...
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