straight jacket throne

straight jacket throne

 

 

you were my tie-dyed empress 

but our kingdom

faded like your blond follicles

of love,

 

the roots of deception

began to show,

and a ruler cut at the knees

you did as you please

 

and your crown rusted

along with the affection

we once held sacred

 

poor kingdoms

become irrelevant

i spent my heart on you

gathered what was left of my holdings

 

let go of you,

retreated with my army of emotions

 

kept running, with imperial abandon

and even now, lay no claim

to my crazy past.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/8/17

Reviews

[J. J. Nightingale]

Tie-dyed empress..lol .. brings back a few memories..oh wait.. I wasn't even born..wink wink..
I see castles, dragons.. Kings and Queens..
Playing parts they are not suited for-
Deceiving each other's hearts...

And blond women who need to touch up
their roots..lol.......

Well Done..........................

Jazzy

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Jazzy...
j.

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome jacob....................

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This reminded me of medieval times and the fight for a maiden. I felt a little of the 'Bruce' in it but not in the defeat and vanquish of love. Another brutal use of the metaphor Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, John...
j.