She Doesn’t Want a Puzzle Perfect Fit

Poem from the deep

Photo by Reginaldo G Martins from Pexels

She’s lost in another sunset funk
a courageless warrioress
beaten down to the ground
criss-cross trellises don’t make sense

He stands chimney strong
black soot insides she can turn to mush
She’s never been to midnight mass
or any other important events