Things one can see during a sunset drive in Western North Carolina on the Blue Ridge Parkway
Eyes of water
Unspilled
Beheld
The grace
In your unloved
Shadows
Darkness owned
The months
Time froze
Entangled
With the heartbreak
Of a winter coffin
As I slumped
Into your recliner
Smoking your last
Cigarettes
Hearing your bones
Cry gratitude
For the morphine
I pumped
And remorse
For the lost years
#longing #october #goth #music #chills
“Her deep and damp smile could feed the gardens on the edge of this town.”
— 15-word myth #85: Melissa / @azurestone9
Scenes from this year's seasonal home somewhere between the Blue Ridge & the Great Smokies.
Golden leaf
Chill slain
Wings murmur
Sent to stone
Shorn
Last sigh
In an arbour
Of bone
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