MercenaryA Poem by Whiles
I am a cleaned cadaver. They took my smile with you, my clown, my shiny teeth and luscious lips and velvet throat are gone. With you, my sweetheart, vanished my eyes my sockets bare and empty. And stolen my arms and legs with you, my child, the masts of my body nowhere to be found. My sage, my wise man, my heart disappeared with you And last my spine you took it yourself, my queen. © 2008 Whiles |
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