Relates her story
as the audience resounds
As measuring bowls
nesting within each other
so did the couple’s hands.
A repost from The Chaos Within.
Ten dollars it cost
Living on the screen,
takes ten takes to deliver
He endured schooling
like a dormant volcano
Love bound, he sets sail —
on course, a heading in mind —
Now a passenger
sans control of his own legs —
Fancy french windows —
an illusion of freedom
She looked on, helpless,
while the candle light tapered
Lived sans a style sense
still, nice and natty in death
