Geraldine Ayers
Untitled
Inspiration Piece
Lisa Nielsen
Response
what’s left of remorse
when nothing was left
you always found something else to take
music once vibrated on my skin, but
rhapsody-white strings bind me into
a song of pleading
thru the light and clockwork
where your heart used to be
perversions have eclipsed
all reasoning,
declawed and dismembered,
i’ve been packaged, clean,
ready for the ravenous beasts
hopelessness looked
and it found me
in the walls
smeared with my blood