Beautiful Friend

 

I could —

But there is Death to remember,

Jim’s beautiful friend,

there is the pain to remember

the pretty red thoughts of steel on skin

and the stinging bite as you slide flesh under blade

~

I could —

But there is a time for everything

and maybe my bones need not be ground to dust just yet

or maybe there is time left to dream

~

I am a butterfly in chains,

black booted, bereaved, all in sinner’s black

~

There is a time and place for everything

oh why is it so damn difficult

this business of love and Death

and oh what a mess

~Melanie Thomason

3 Comments

Filed under Poetry, reblog

3 responses to “Beautiful Friend

  1. A beautifully chaotic musing. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. It’s wonderful and what’s going on?

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