Silk River

silk red

is the river between us

a dark pool

brimming with crimson splendour

atop the ash and dust

life wilts softly


just moments after

the violence ensued

in the pale light of the morning

your sudden absence

an unfamiliar void

I cannot fill

your white, soul-less gaze

cold and inescapable

where does life

and death begin

along this river of culpability

where love turns to pain

in its merciless end

#love #violence #heartbreak #poem #poetry #megbloompoetry


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