Sacrifici Lillies-The Deceit Poem by Martin Lochner

You made love to him, giving him Mary

his stench still hovering over your perfume



Ripping me from our past, your thighs

eyes averting like a drooping bouquet



Once you were my earth and your seed

sprouted pink blossoms on my lips



You fool! –sleeping I sang to you, wishing

a harvest of dreams and small feet laughing



but my eternity

you gave to the hyena

saying sorry



You Fool! –sleeping I sang to you, wishing

a harvest of dreams and small feet laughing



lilies slaughtered in the abattoir

daffodils growing in rich sewerage



this is the bloodied gift you offer

the soiled token you want to return



Love plays your token

on a splintered vinyl

it cries through the static –its over!