In Her
Dead-Eyed Headlights.
___________________
I'll always recall
those first few nights...
when my Soul was
a Deer in Her Dead-
Eyed Headlights...
seeking something
ever- lost.
( or banished from
Angelic Sight.)
it seems heaven
sometimes
sends a skeleton from
the closet,..
to do the
tough jobs no other
hosts will take...
but when I saw her
standing there I Lost
It!!
(because I knew
then that my
Clogging
Heart Would
Break.)
Our Love was
a Cliffhanger
Ending even
Steinbeck
would Applaud...
but the message
it was sending is
to have no Faith
in God..
or Hope..
or Dreams!!!
since Life is
Full of Frauds...
and there's
nothing
here but
endless
screams!!
and
Perpetual
Fright.
(in the
Absence
Of Her
Dead-eyed
Headlights.)
j.stephen.h.
No comments:
Post a Comment