Ode to a Tangled Existence

Sticky-slippery strands of
Lies
Injustice
Anger
Cruelty

~ENTANGLED~

In the sanguine sauce of despair

M O T T L E D

With savage chunks of decaying flesh
Once belonging to our beloved bovine buddy Bessie
(Or was it Bluebell?)

Silence descends
Over this steaming hotbed of hatred

Left

~Untouched~

A heavenly-white dusting falls ever-so-gently down

Upon the

Perfect quiet

Now

AMPLIFIED

By this gift from the angels (?) above

A lone, sepia-hued voice speaks
Soon mingled with three others
Father
Mother
Sister
Brother
Reciting two oft-uttered syllables
In perfect, rehearsed, rhythmic unison

Hands unclasp
Shattering this Hallmark moment
Would it have lasted anyway?
No one will ever know

Regularly scheduled contemporary chaos resumes

Amid the rabble of meaningless words
"MomcanIhavemoremilksusiedidyoucleanyourroomdadjimmy smakingfacesatmenoonelikesatattletale!"
A ruthless, unfeeling steel-grey contraption
Dive-bombs down
Piercing through fragile hearts

Lying

~Helpless~

On porcelain white
Stained with crimson-brown apathy