Queen of Hearts

Posted: March 19, 2014 in Uncategorized

Poetic Trials

Blood dripping from her fingertips

She had many within her army

Occasionally they would

Lose their heads

Let them roll down aisles

Until resolutions were spinning in her eyes

Love is a sentiment for roses

Paint them red she would say

Pressed the petals to her lips

Until stained with names of former lovers

Many, so many

She had dangling from her fingertips

Puppets with tangled strings

Hang them upside down

So she could slowly devour their hearts

Their fears and ideas filled her mouth

Until she tasted each memory

Cried their tears

Told their truths and lies

Let them spill from her mouth

Until she caught their shadows in her palms

With blood dripping from her fingertips

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