From SPINE to COVER #poetry by jay

lost in the acrid smoke 
of deceit
the taste of your bitter
languishes on her lips

she smiles deliciously
satiated by the heat
and burn, of your hate

she fondles the proclamation
of your love, 
then spits in your face

saddle and whip, hat misplaced
she jumps on her horse
rides the dust - wind - force
slapping away in an
unbridled gait 
onto the hardened scape

of battered memory
            of controlled burn
                    of friction and heat

singeing forever
            in her vigilant mind
a raging fire

she lit the page 
torn the love in two
once begged 
for more,

a story rebuilt from 
spine to cover from lip
to lover, a book of deceit 
closed forever. 

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by hannah grace on Unsplash


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