AND    ponder the dried       once-tender
stems of bountiful beauty
of spreading       once-color     by
nature’s own heart    clinging to a dream
now faded into the soil
Breasts heave and men shudder by utter
extant fear//life with the margin of
once-unstained white
A few deleted unspoken
thoughts;dripping parts of broken dolls
sadly laying to sleep
spanked and put to keep
by shelves of dust
scolded hearts interrupt
: punished prisoners

:: 06-13-2015 ::