solitary promenade

Riches of generosity
Grew stale in the wraith of spite
Iron bars now chafe my scalp
Unchain me from dependency

Warm and humid gold evenings
Spun to char in the breeze
Your bitterness clenching my fist
Unchain me from dependency

I lay suspended in the dark
Grasping angrily at broken glass
Shattered expectations scattered in the sand
Unchain me from dependency

Scraps of your hurricane clatter in waves
With these bars I compose my ode to sorrow 
With these bars I bid an out of tune farewell
And brace myself to turn the key

Eyelash on my cheek but I refuse a wish
Fingertips moving eloquently in the figure of dawn
Tremble with poise
And brace myself to turn the key

Love letters burn at daybreak
Tears evaporate from an arid mind
Dried manner- not stale
For I am saved through desertion

A silent anthem trumpets
“Oh the glory of being the key!”

And a sharp silhouette 
Parades ablaze in the desert

 

madeleinec0

VT

19 years old

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    Led me here
    Bony feet screaming now
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    Golden sweet cookies
    And soft white bread
    We smiled and skipped when the sun came
    Drenched ourselves laughing in the rain
    With rainboots as our small rubber boats
    Tromping through pools and mysterious moats