Broken Black Light

Her whispered love
is like dynamite.

Hair-flip, nonchalant,
shoulder-dip-shrug,
echoes in the night,
like a foggy church bell,
forged from apathy,
coyness, and broken
black light.

Cobblestone-click,
midnight bliss,
the pall of darkness
weighs little
compared
to the sea of venom
in her

midnight kiss.


© CG Tenpenny, 2022.

Art generated by AI.

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