Wednesday, September 3, 2014

First of More [Moss + Spore]



Without a Crown

He was a lover resurrected
for the mate he recollected
from the bin of shelved weddings.

No photo to display.
The memory had slowly slipped away
of the blooming bride in tow.

Hitched side-by-side,
a knee jerk
broke the stride
and she came bumbling after
(an afterthought
behind the plot
to steal what she had given).

He sees his crime,
retrieves her tattered charity.
Yet she might resuscitate
too late.

And then,
he fears,
he’ll be raked
over the coals
for all the lack
he’s worth.

                                                                
 ~ LCMH