licking my wounds doesn't close them fully.
I'm out of energy,
late nights and affirmations
have drained the mocha coloring
from your muse's skin.
all the 'winks' and doughnuts in the world
couldn't revive me from a former friend's murder.
that's what kills me inside...
I loved you -
photogenic and left behind,
chronic fisher and multimasked.
- Jacqueline C. Audrey