The Inevitable Poem by Kyle Schlicher
The Inevitable
Bony fingers
of
surrealistic
superstition
ravaging
the glory
of her
maidenhood.
With
her hands tied
her
soul cleansed
of all
impurities,
she walks
stone faced
toward
the altar
caught in
death's
warm fuzzy grip
(1-23-2016)
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: ritual,superstition
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