Sylvia Death

[JTParreira]

When she put its head in the oven of gas
as a lion that falls on its prey
all poems were already
directed
to die on the table
She did so again, and again
through the morning dark
the shiny skin and Sylvia's hair
as a sun blond.

J.T.Parreira

[Dark Muse]

This was quite interesting


She did so again, and again
through the morning dark
the shiny skin and Sylvia's hair
as a sun blond.

I loved these lines