Posted: November 2, 2011 in Poet; Writer; Author



Tongues twisted from maimed truths

lay a child down like a dismembered toy

no longer the desire to play with shrivled limbs

set fire to my virgin beliefs ~ smoke rides blondish hair

as I run from you on crippled legs, yet not fast enough

a deformity chase from the start that never was fair

I blaze this path, followed by your caldron eyes


Mortar weeps in infant, slashed disguise

bleeds out through tunnels of echoing lies

night trains enter thoughts of abandoned cries

the depot of a sinister heart

breathes back life into all victims

left once to gasp and die

for they weren’t through with you ~

scurry all you want, they will find shadowy remains

of what you escaped behind caldron eyes


I still see you

long ago, far away,

searching for me in a pathetic night

rain drenched with thunder no less

a Soul-pinched surprise

eons don’t forget their cosmic writhes

now too close for your meticulous unravel

laying hunched between discarded memories

though now I lay myself down to sleep

years took their toll from silent weep

so still I run even though it be behind

death’s closure of the burns still stinging

from your caldron eyes …



~ ~

© Copyright 2011 ♥Susan Joyner-Stumpf



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