left behind in broken bits
her scattered essence
jolted from my trance
into the gory sights
of shadows that fill
the eerie crevices
haunted with souvenirs
of your violated presence
haunted with souvenirs
henna’ed palm stains
that scratched the walls
ankle bell trinkets
lay scattered in shock
rusty red patches
of flesh that dripped
into his stale breath
and rotten curses
accomplice to pushing evil
viciously breeding lust
until your reluctant breath
was consumed, parched
haunted with souvenirs
walking around
on creaking floor boards
I collect souvenirs
yet another effort
to wash away for you
the remnants of
his sickly toxins
and knot a bundle
of bells, anklets, eardrops
palpable with tears
salty anguished cries
haunted with souvenirs
I stumble over another
before walking out
into the sighs of
a starless sky
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