From the Edges

(Photo Credit: Fractal Fire Girl by Christopher McCabe)

silent you stood
as truth fell
flowering madness
from the eves

a quiet poison in the pool
betrayal bled dark
the veins of trust

silent you stood
as skies of red
rained arrows
from the heart

pages burning
from the edges
drowning light

the guileless
and beguiled
hurl love’s words
from existence

changed but not
the last petals fell
as love turned away
only a drop
in memory’s well

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