5.04.2007

Pain Villanelle

Pain

 

Her vacant eyes are dank like her sealed heart

Her hands flutter about like homeless birds

Her empty mouth does not know where to start

 

The tearing pain is shredding her apart

She has no more, empty of thoughts or words

Her empty mouth does not know where to start

 

How can her feeble, humble words impart

All that her tortured ears have recent heard

Her vacant eyes are dank like her sealed heart

 

Her blood streams down her like some deranged art

Salty tears flow down, her vision blurred

Her empty mouth does not know where to start

 

Her dignity, so hard-won, now departs

As if by hardened madmen onward spurred

Her vacant eyes are dank like her sealed heart

 

All words have shot through her like poisoned darts

But now at last the dark voice goes unheard

Her vacant eyes are dank like her sealed heart

Her empty mouth does not know where to start

1 comment:

QuillPen said...

Oooh! I like it. Very dark and ominous...