Locked Lips (and not the fun kind)

The slanted light

from your canted eyes

remind my sight

of untimely demise

words never tasted

by lips of blue

time always wasted

of similar hue

I think its a dream

yet know its a lie

I wish I could scream

yet wouldnt dare try

for the dark keeps secrets

truly unknown

supping some regrets

a fate not yet shown

replaying memories

etched in the dirt

come in to dinner, please

drink in the hrut

thats been brought to bear

by wriggling tongue

try not to stare

at the recipient stung.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

for ashes secrets

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