Funeral Romance

Pale and twitching

stretching blame
as time elopes

Dragging across
      this abrasive hour
to leave a fading
impression
 
Lets watch the world crawl by
as we suffer our immortality

Hide your blank expressions behind glass walls
and  brood over your melancholia
as I breathe your brutality
 
Split a Chelsea grin and be jovial
collect your pseudo blood
as it seeps from your dahlia

Scrape the dirt from under your fingernails
and plant the seeds of your lips to sprout a
mirror image to leech your suffering
 
I'll sacrifice my empathy for you
 
But I won’t be your marionette



By Samantha Pruitt

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Brilliant last few lines. Well said.

[Madalyn Beck]

A sad and clever write. Well crafted! Good job! (:

[Michael Stevens]

I can say with no strings attached, another excellent poem

[Al R. Arce]

I really don't know what to say!?!?

[ron]

Very nice. Sad but nice. Well done Samantha.