Buried beneath the valley

Of the shadow of death

Abandoned

In day-glow delirium

Stifled blessed breath

Veins spill vermilion

 

Resuscitated by the lips of Lilith

I ride shotgun

with this estranged soul

that forges my signature

Stigmatized traffic

Oh, irascible ones..

Must you vivisect me so bluntly?

 

My name in blood as

Succor for unsung sins

Yet you persistently press

Cold blade of consternation

To repentant chest

Left to exist in

Muddied ditch of condemnation

 

Idling ethereal essence

Clinging to determinations edge

Whispering wind torn prayers

Last lost breath issues

A final plea for clemency

Drifting into depths

Of umbral numbness

 

I wake up mourning

in claustrophobic skin

A ray of light

years away from consciousness

Sentenced to systemic nerves

I excavate, inebriated

for the ephemera of abeyance

 

1Wise-Woman blogs at A Lion Sleep in the Heart of the Brave and A.G. Diedericks is the alternative poet of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective  & the groundskeeper of Morality Park

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