The Stalk of a Lilac by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Shattered heart of an unfulfilled love
the imperiled song devoid of empathy
blistered iced essence wafts at twilight
dodging streetlamps off Second Street
wipe bloody shoes on the back of pants
patiently wait for a soiled dove parade
Lick the shaft after a slice to the throat.
voices in my head mimic a red vulture
moving upstairs through paper dolls
loving the blade as it devours a soul
sharp is the edge of an obsidian knife
stalking lilacs throughout the darkness.
Damn how I love this serial existence
swirling songs end with silent screams
a rancid cities dance into sliced echoes.

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet from Oklahoma. He loves thunderstorms! His published work can be found in reviews, journals, magazines and anthologies throughout the web and in print venues. His poetry has been nominated for two Pushcart Prize Awards and the Best of the Net for 2016.

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