I taste the tainted silence
crimson irony rusting
spewed saline seed
cinnamon bittersweet lies
mingling of spiced regret
dried on drenched sheets
my tears, loser’s cheer wine
I taste a prairie wind absence
wildflower wishes wasted
cotton candy clouds unspun
eagle’s freedom grounded
acid rain memories redundant
soaked in cigarettes and coffee
our kisses, heartbroken salt taffy
©01/2018
I loved this. So vivid. Every line like a cut.
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Thank you, Sweet Siren!!
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Always my friend. x
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