Friday, August 2, 2019

Graveyard Coffeehouse



Liar's Poker

Building
Houses of cards
Meant to fall
Crumbling
In a heap
Of obliterated hopes
Shattered dreams
Promises
That die
Screaming
Haunted memories
Whispering
In the wind
Buried husks
Corpses
Of yesterday
Disinterred
Rising in the Night
For
One last kiss
Lipstick smudges
Bad poetry
Smeared
Upon
Hungry lips
Ivory white
Razor sharp incisors
Tasting
Seduction
From
Her pouting
Dirty little mouth
Tongues flickering
Serpentine
Dreaming
Of erotic dances
In the darkness
Full breasts
Curvaceous hips
Eternity
Glowing gemlike
In her eyes
Remembering
How you hid
Your
Wicked poker face
With a fan
You waved
So nonchalant
Joker
Ace
Six
Five
Two
Picturing a smile
Behind
Peacock feathers
Or was it a frown?
Waiting
For you
To show your hand
Challenging you
With
Three Sixes
King
Queen
Following you
Down
An abyss
Cold
Hollow
Sensing
A train wreck
To come
Flashing lights
Ringing bells
Still
Holding your hand
Watching
Cherished falsehoods
Explode
Obliterated
In a glorious cloud
Of technicolor
Self-destruction
Disintegrating
Upon impact
Shedding
Rivers of crimson dreams
Flowing
Back to the ocean
Through
Sewer gratings
Folding your cards
Throwing
Up your hands
Before
Walking away
Staring
For a second
In defiance
Unrepentant
Never
To return
Except
In Nightmares
Illuminated by the moon
Remembering her
Every day
So vivid
Stunning
Waking up
Tasting forbidden fruit
Coming
Going
Seeing her again
For an evanescent moment
In someone else's face
Back
To the dark forest
Of our love
Damnation
Tasting sweet
Like fruit
Passed
Between
The lips of lovers
Forever
Beckoning
Making love
In shadows
Twisting
Humanity
Laid bare
Over crimson
Rose petals
Accompanied
By a symphony
Of intense grunts
Passionate moans
Fading
To
Silence
Sitting
Naked and alone
On a ruffled bed
Still warm
With
Erotic dreams and ecstasy
Shuffling
Tarot cards
Singing
The funeral dirge
That was our song
Illusion
Engorging desperation
A lonely tear
Tracing
A bitter cheek
Slapped
In the face
By love
Awaiting
The next
Victim
Trusting
The hand
Of Lady Luck
One
More
Time
To make things
Beautiful
Again.

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