Double Jeopardy
Friday's Aphorism Prompt on SLOP
Fluttering eyelashes
Shrug off grief
Metallic cascades of glitter,
Mascara down sordid cheeks.
The sodden stuff of life
Weighing down the mind,
Heavy straws pulled,
Wrong choices,
Strong passions,
Avenues of double jeopardy.
There's no tracing back
The crazy garden path
Let me make the best of
The worst of it.
Pluck a crimson flower
Where my heart bleeds,
He loves me,
He loves me not.
Opaque future
That even Time
Has forgot.
Promises I will not miss
In my heart weighs heavy water,
Frothy blood splattered areoles
Hiding vacuums of unease.
Confidence faked, eyes slant up, reflecting
Sunshine, perfect decorum feigned,
Smile please.
© Amrita Valan 2017
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