
Silver Surfer
The sound of Cupid
echoes from afar, the
impossible blue of a lover
saying goodbye
A young girl stands
over a brink…
taking a final chance
to be loved
.
Her ribcage hollow
she dies inside…
a little more each moment
that passes by
Fetal position against the wall
holding onto fragile pieces of
sanity not wanting it to be true:
her body ends where his began
…back to where she once started;
knowing all along
that there was no hope
That it was damned
neither could
or should
ever
really be together
She stares vacant, at the ceiling
Spiderweb lines etched above her
Instinctually Father knows something is seriously off
From downstairs he brings her lemon honey tea, he asks what’s wrong
“A silver surfer sliced my heart with hardly a care”
Father
without words
.
Maria Crest & MB93= mc²
