
image generated by author using Midjourney
Cutting and slashing at each other,
like claymores and battle axes,
we try to draw blood with words.
With vengeance born of pain,
born of betrayal,
we clash to the last.
Our love has died,
so we fight
one last
fight.
About the Creator
Randy Baker
Poet, author, essayist.
My Vocal "Top Stories":
* The Breakers Motel * 7 * Holding On * Til Death Do Us Part * The Fisherman


Comments (3)
A well said nonet Randy.
Ha! Cool image. Clever entry, Randy.
Sadly, this is how many relationships end. Well done Randy.