Haiku Heights – Shroud

Shrouded (Photo credit: Mountain Hermit)

In secret black webs

evil thoughts bake with bright blood

hidden plans, cookies?

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Black gooey shrines

mask the real terror of life,

Every day moments.

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A white gown of lace

now fitted to perfection

her stark red lipstick.

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Misty, cloudy fog

squeezed me away from my Love

Twists my throat, deeply.

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