Tissues tear under pressure.

As careless onlookers try to breathe in

the air of something fresher.



Self-satisfied glares under

the gaze of a doily umbrella.

They mutter "Oh that poor Cinderella!"




Rotting flowers falling from an empty hand.

Not caring on which grave

they land.



A flowing dress stiffened from a hard heart.

Lying beneath the dirt

is this dying art.



Powered blue sorrow drifting from caked eyes.

Lying on the frosted grass

this love's demise.



Translucent wings ******* blue veins from the back.

A halo is what

this dead girl lacks.



Wilted dandelions wrapped round the neck with love.

Choking and cloaking a man's

abusive glove.


A lovers' kiss won't wake

this sleeping beauty.

But a suitors love did break


both soul and body.