Vault (Randyjw; March 13, 2017)


What does it take to reach a soul;

to share the words only two can know?

And drawers of love letters penned before —

To whom, exactly, were they for?

A heart reaching out, with blind, bare boldness

should never know the sorrow of another’s coldness

bitten with frost in a state of hypothermia

smitten on a skewer and roasted by fire

Such parries in the dark might make a course

of cold storage kebab derived from a corpse

though crystalline ice might enhance the luster

encasing yet another unpermafreezed monster




Filed under Poetry

4 responses to “Vault

  1. Last part was going to be Frankenstein’s monsters, but I changed it. 😀

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