Torn by Nicole Surginer

Sporadic flashes of love and fury
churn charcoal through blood teared cloud.
I tread heavily the sands of madness,
laden in weight of a heavy heart
shackled to a fleeting soul.
I am singed in ash of your remnants,
pelting mercilessly from a dragon fire sky.
Jilted earth tears away
the seams of her missing half,
swallowing whole my shallowed breath,
spilling forth your ghost from tattered veins.
Starved blood stings colder than death.

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Nicole Surginer is a poet from the small town of Bastrop,Texas. She is inspired to write through her obsession with nature’s enchantment, a fascination with expressing the power of love in a raw, intense form and finding beauty in the darkest places. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Indiana Voice Journal, Sick Lit Magazine, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, Oddball Magazine, The Song Is, Scarlett Leaf Review, with pending publications with Prachya Review and the anthology Dandelion in a vase of roses.
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