She was
Standing on a chair
With a cold stare
Up in the air from the side
Catching that rare glare
From out of nowhere
I hide
Done
Burned out
A light bulb
Shattered inside
Outside screaming
Shards running for cover
I see
Up in the air from the other
Side
Detail
That suddle;
so soft sound of metal shears
Rubbing;
Held close to you favorite ear
Savoring the sounds of sparks
Jagged wires teeth of sharks
Hungry mad dead inside
Gutting the old remains
of 60 watts
Shattered outside
Broken into pieces
Hiding outside inside
Not one but two
Plasticy rubber hearts
Made out of Crocs
Worn on evil feet
Hiding behind two holes
Underneath a black sheet
Camoflaughed from the darkness
Heartless World
It can be
I look up at night
Seeing a pearl
In the sky
A bright night light
High on rife
Thinking of God's Wife
If God had a Wife
With 100 moons strewn together
In the shape of a wedding ring
To form the most beautifuly strung
Pearl Necklace you have yet to see

Good write!

Thank you LaMom, Kat, CantonGal, MsTeddy.

awesome!!!!

one of your best, in my humble opinion