Caged

Roses of all colors – you claim

to be of the night,

you are not lost and lonely –

withering and wilting…

A black rose with bruises

for petals…

How did you survive

today?

You will sow chaos,

a subtle brushstroke.

The sun leaves,

the sky bleeds into shadows –

we break into pain,

we break into rain…

Sleeping until the pain fades

into a sky I will not revisit.

And that’s just a nap,

a deuce hour.

Our silence says it all.

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