fandangoing with the wind

it took two days
to pack you into
her last breath
to pin you down
consume your lie
to find your truth
what you wasted
is a burnt-out-star
those lips
simply molecules
impersonating thought
her alibi
slipping off the seconds
the portal closing
its gaping jaw
your bellyful
of crackpot fantasies
swallowed up
with mourning's aftertaste
death-watch testimonies  
crawl from mouth
to fisted hands
losing control
over something
that no longer exists
for you
the cunt
she slipped away from
no longer giving you
Written by Magdalena (Spartalena)
Published | Edited 29th Jun 2022
Author's Note
Stanza 2 and 3 are oldies, the rest is new.

More the death of something than someone.
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