Tangled heart <br />and a rhetorical notion <br />Plasma shore and a blood red sun my potion <br />Steel doors and an oppositional mirror <br />Head and limbs; a broken bow that quivers... <br /> <br />Where is my soul for I've lost my aim? <br />A tightened core; a melody restrained, <br />Thousands of betrayers who came to see <br />Their saddened faces that half smiled like me. <br /> <br />Ah, and my petals they rotated over and over <br />Writhing in the distance to the notes that remained <br />Half clothed in red velvet, and slightly insane <br />Half smiling in delight amidst the dissipating rain... <br /> <br />And rage violently played my drums <br />Stood around me and metaphorically hummed <br />Sadness sat with heads thrown back and they strummed <br />To the inconsolable soul I've become. <br /> <br />Restless tangled heart <br />With a rhetorical notion <br />Did you sink in a plasma shore <br />And drink your blood red sun; a poisonous potion? ... <br />Wilted red flower open your steel doors <br />Find your petals that still remain <br />Half clothed in red velvet... <br />And slightly insane.<br /><br />Mimi Mata<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/half-clothed-in-red-velvet-by-mimi-c-mata/
