I’ve come all undone
threads broken, memories ooze from the wounds
deep gashes, shining ivory beneath, sparkle bright
skin shed, drifts in the howling wind,
high pitched screams echo in my ear.
Drums have burst, deaf to only me.
From my chest slips my heart, shattered on the floor,
dreams taken flight far from my grasp.
Raging fires no longer burn,
snuffed by mourning skies,
slipped away all aspirations,
only shadows dark, powerful, high-handed remain.
©Pamela N. Brown