IN THE HUSH

by Nevada Kerr


I heard a whimper but I couldn't speak
It was the muffled sound of hope
The tightening noose I couldn't reach
As my lover gagged and groped

Her brittle body spun
Night and day it turned
As silent as a knotted tongue
Or a cold and humble urn

A wretched sweet desire
Came with every choke
Smothering the perfect fire
Just before the wire broke

She was buried with her ring
Guess we didn't quite connect
In life she couldn't feel a thing
Except that string around her neck


Written by © Raven Drake
October 02, 2007.

Created: October 2007 © Paul Kinder

Last Updated: 21/10/07