Pandemonium: Realm of Desolation

Beneath her skin are fragile bones,
veins darken with the sorrow that flows
Slice her open and her innards
desiccate into dust
as fast as fear pierces her heart
So she crack a smile to hide
the realm of desolation
she keeps inside

© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.

Photography by Anna O.

In response to dVerse’s Quadrille– 16: Opening to the Muse

Tending the bar today is Victoria with her delicate poem,  Hibiscus. The challenge is to write a poem in exactly 44 words (excluding title) inspired by the word OPEN. I’ve written about Pandemonium last month for OLN and our current weather (thunderstorm) prompt me to write a follow-up. 🙂

Head over here to join the fun: