You ate the moon
and licked your lips in
satisfaction
while morsels dangled
from your teeth like
rotting flesh
and your contemptuous
smile
eclipsed the truth
with callous progression
congratulations
you ate the moon
I hope you're happy.
About Me
- W.M. Turner
- I lost my husband to suicide in June of 2006. This is my journey through the deep valley of grief with all its anger, denial, guilt, and pain. It is also my struggle to embrace the future and allow myself to live and love happily, again. As if that is not enough, this is where I indulge my need to create, with words, the ideas that irritate me like a splinter, until I get them out.
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4 comments:
Stunning...
Amazing fluency..
Great...
I hope you're a friend of loneliness
Take care..
The first line made me think I would be reading something entirely different, the next verse threw me, but in a wonderfully surprising way.
I loved it.
I adore this, thank you for sharing.
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