A Wedding Present Poem by Maria Makeski
A Wedding Present
A white face
Is surrounded with darkness
The room where
Your ceremony will be held;
The blood of a virgin
Keep your dreams
From happening,
But never makes you
Give up from
Your intention;
She suddenly pulls out
A large knife
And stabs her
Already broken heart,
Screams painfully
In horror,
Calling for the white pigeons
To bring the angels
To pack her corpse
As your wedding present.
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