Her halo slipped

Her jaws clenched

gold between

carnivorous teeth.

 

She whispers to herself

 

“I cast my demons out.”

 

“But how,

how do I make my amends

 

to those now dead?”

 

The metal presses

Against her tongue,

cold, keeping her words

down.

 

 

~~~~~

This poem was inspired by this song and this piece of art work.

 

Advertisements

Have an opinion to share?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s