The Lacquer (Poetry)

time lapse photo of stars on night

Buried beneath the lacquer
The liquor stole your beautiful sight
Inside you suck on your inhaler
Searching for some inner light

What’s left within for right
Is there any purpose to fight
You’re fading even paler
The days are growing ever staler

This is a stage of fright
Darkened by eternal night
Hate pervades the valleys
And slips through the broken levees

Watch the cities wash away
As the citizens all pray
To their false idols of plastic
The end will be so fantastic!

February 10, 2008

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.
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