"Midnight"
Time crumbled around her.
Foghorn booming through eternity’s mouth
Burning the house that Cindy built
with pink and lavender clouds
Her haven, a safe and sacred ground of sweetest sixteen
Prince Charming strolling about, Upon a steed of esteem
Critters concede to whimsical needs
But change was around...
Clock winding down
As midnight stroke reality’s arrogance
From “fair” to just merely a….
semblance of skin and flesh
Bottled up retrospect, the reflections’ unclear
Pour nostalgia in a glass slipper, hope the taste is still there
She waited in tears. She waded in tears.
She miss it…
40 now;
Magic fountain dissolves into a sink full of dishes
Though she insists magic exists, what she’s missing is effort
Past participle perspective.
She's stuck in a tensed state
Rear view disposition.
Accident in the making
You can't move forward while looking back
Windshields scattered the pavements….
15 to midnight..
She cruise ..
the Boulevard of broken dreams
Collecting shards...to cut herself
With glimpse of those obscene..
hopes. It seems..
her purpose? To know. To feel again.
Making sure those moments were “real” again.
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