She was gorgeous misery framed <br />in makeshift bandage corsets <br />cinched with fall from grace <br />sutured lace to save face <br />Her battered life rife with strife <br />covered in the mock elegance of <br />a broken wing dress as <br />the frenzies <br />in her enigmatic <br />mascara trail of tears glare <br />soften slow burn devotions <br />hastening their hopeless necromantic <br />insurrection <br /> <br />He was a fatal attractive <br />midnight black feathered wraith <br />Modeling trouble need scar heart genes <br />and a bleedwork tainted warshirt <br />earned by tethering himself to a mistake on <br />countless battlefields <br />his enemies' rancorous fear resonates <br />in a crippled ripple <br />across stillbirth waters <br />With his outspoken outrage accented <br />by photographic violence <br />knowledge of immoral history charm and <br />disguised threat lodge wisdom <br />luring her into <br />their surprised allegory demise <br /> <br />Uncaring torture chamber musicians <br />sing in the black ground <br />as these two scar-crossed lovers entangle <br />in a shotgun wedding <br />and machine gun funeral <br />Knowing from the start <br />it would always be <br />the two of them <br />together as one <br />against the old world<br /><br />Charles Darkly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/native-american-gothic-plague-on-word/
