Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Hellish Glimpses



…and now she knows
Love no longer glows
With bliss of ignorance
Words, razor-sharp
Have left their scars
There is no self-defense…

...to barricade from other lips
The words that spew in hate
If only somewhere on the air
Perhaps would be a gate
To bar those hellish glimpses
...one can breathe and yet be dead
Slaughtered again, again by words
That never should be said

© Janet Martin

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