Hara-kiri: noose of the lone wolf

there is
a hiss in the artic wind of
black rook caws and
memories that sting like
heated scorpions on my
heavy lids and scraped raw
at two a.m.
shadows shape shift across
my fragile petal clutches
to the stems of expired tulips
and july briar patches
blackberries stained our lips
innocent

laughter slithered
like warm caramel
slow as sourwood honey
from our suspended tongue
in those brief summer days
lone wolf
you were beautiful…

ah….
sorrow is like a fresh coat
of crippled ribs and sticky tar

that thick white rope in the end
witnessed your desperation
saw your last breath expel
i didn’t feel it….

i was left standing
bereft of my bones
air sucked from my lungs
exhaled to motionless ashes
tasting of bittersweet salt
as you took with you
all the colors
of my rainbow and
pillaged the sun from my sky

that day i never said goodbye

Hara-kiri: noose of the lone wolf

Christie  Moses

Joined July 2009

Artist's Description

suicide is not painless to the ones left behind…

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