CAMELOT FANTASIES

Tap is in need of tightening
Drip...pause...drip
Fans been whirring all summer
It’s sound is calming
Almost like a lullaby
On a hot humid summers night
An intense ache present
Making it difficult to swallow
Anger has over taken all other emotions
Grief is low on the totem poll
Rage has taken over
Center stage
Whims of others
Discovery that all is out of control
Earth shattering screams have now been
Replaced by silent sobs
Staring at nothing at all
As numbness and pain
Meld together yet again
Each breathe intake
Solidifies each crack
Each break
This mending will take a while
Tears slip heedlessly
No rhyme or reason
Faucets are running full blown
Time is the healer
Tell that to the broken heart
Staring inertly
At the blank walls

~Divine