The Broken Inside The Crushers Poem by Adriana Istrefi

The broken inside the crushers

Running feet as harbinger
a rusty peace
polluted by fear
Hush!
Iron hulls soften skin
under oasis basins where glitters
masked strangers
Preheat swollen bones
The candle is extinguished under - woman
Cages are invited on wood
faded,
antiquity of bad-bad dye
The dance of skulls Mortie
Kiss blood!
The child learning time
like most recalcitrant elderly
grizzle - piranha
grizzle - oasis!
Skeletons fall out tangles crosses
while making celebration,
unremitting
as mad,
monsters
becomes yellow as their shadow
the epitaph of fractures
full bone Peace!