Poem – “Last Siren”

Last Siren

The girl from the mouth of the hospital
Awaits the siren in the wisteria bower,
Weeping in ringlets like a wedding veil
Like a funeral veil, like the phantom veil
The forbidden creature of the factory calls
The girl has no heart in her chest
A grave portent takes its place

Copyright ©2018 S. M. Shuford
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