Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Pain, Painter!

It shivers, the frame,
which locks within
its rigidity, a reality…
It once was a dream,
born out of a notion,
a hunch, a regret maybe,
just after the young painter
saw blood dripping
from the shaft
she pulled out
from his heart,
made of cold alloy,
forged in hell,
and aptly named love!

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