Submitted Her Will to Me

She submitted her will to me
warned with wicked words to me
salted my wounds again.

Cleansed from the pain imagined
liquid red humanity left to leak
unto the floor and dry to dust.

Blinded by the brightness unseen
black orbs staring at unreal objects
spinning away from the world.

Reminded by the odor of her presence
tulips a laughing blue in the midnight sun
drifting in the soft winter breeze.

Salted my wounds again
warned with wicked words again
She submitted her will to me.