Standing over disembowelled pulp,
her lover’s grave on the ground
She mourned voicelessly as the sky erupted;
It fell down banging
on a kitchen window frame
The beginning of a murder parody,
darkness on a stakeout for the night
DETECTED! Nightcrawling Daywalkers:
beams of undercover sunlight
lying in wait for when the sun is put down; galloping
away from the sun, and to us,
I guess what they say is true
When Victor sleeps Frankenstein walks
They tripped over the kitchen glass window,
face-first on a steel blade;
affording the silver a sparkling sheen,
dressed in moonlit white.
He who was the beloved colour of life,
lit up from the outside like fire
The son of an evening sky entourage;
a martyr for mortality’s crimes;
fell into the embrace of the knife.
Cool metal steel on the surface
Warm body for sin: the lover
Rivers of vitamin C, an imitation game,
like blood peeking out from under the skin
She was a black widow in mourning,
awaiting a loved one, a kiss of death s
cared of inevitability; When the colourless blade is
a guardian angel of necessity
hesitation to break skin had little consequence;
First whispers on the spotless fruit skin
scraping away at the zest, leaving bruises
Star-crossed lovers at the mercy of prophecy,
of destiny plenty cruel
Moved by the sincerity of his lover’s sorrow,
He leaned into her touch; declaring
the first cut a product of his agency, She
may have wiped away the red acid in resignation
little-by-little, she
drug her grave in his lingering scent
Feral hunger felt, unbound and unleashed
There was but little joy in gallantry
She learnt it the hard way
It never stuck in her memory
The burdens of the greater good;
the duty
What ironic poetry compelled the universe
into weaving this ill-fated affair?
A union forged at the cusp of separation; explicating that
the costs of abiding by heart is a value incalculable;
a delicacy
T’is like the red citrus acid-washed down the kitchen sink
The significance dawned unceremoniously,
bearing the sorrow of loss, built her bed
behind the shrine of mortality
Despite the memory of her love, another love persisted
The eternal and the everlasting
love for taste lingered still
And as fate would have it,
she picked another lover
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