Thorns guarded gates of,
boundaried frontiers,
where roses appeared,
in fractured concrete,
a lovers war.

Complicated star crossed,
shooting within universes,
explosive desires,
catapulting grenades,
sand piles blown;
smithereens.

Splintered fragments,
of body; bodies,
at heavens gates.

Hell & hostility,
dollars fueling,
****(s) laced with crack(s);
watered roots.

The final frontier.

© Sia Jane