STINGING SALT


STINGING SALT

Creamy skin red from smudged lipstick
Mascaraed tears show on pale cheeks
Bely that once a star of beauty reigned
Tears cried from half-shut swollen eyes
touch bite-scarred breast with heat
Stinging open wounds with salt
As she drags her body across the floor
Fingers in pieces as she tries to 9-1-1
He sneaks up to her so close
Grabs a hank of hair……..
Won’t try to call again after all
Bruised gorged eyes now closed
forever.

About lenwilliamscarver

A simple woman of simple means, walking a gravel road on my journey, made stronger by paths taken barefoot, pain endured, and revealed in these writings. Mistakes made some taught a lesson some lessons ignored, now learning to forgive myself.
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