La Fée Verte

Stephanie Alford
A minuet of lamentations
I speak to myself
Against a jaded backdrop
The pearled luna
Mimicking me
Yet somehow comforting me as well
The cobweb drapery
Seems to tease me
I drink my dose of poison
My beloved absinthe
It curls my lips
As do my thoughts
Of constant morbidity
My veins expand
With each sip
As I patiently await
The green fairy

Published by Stephanie Alford

I've returned from my little emotional sabbatical. Much better now.  View profile

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  • Harold Sink5/14/2008

    Interestingly written. It is so pictoral in words.

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