Falsely Yours

naïve and pretty

young girl in a floral dress

shrinks from your caress


bright squares of sunlight

making patterns on the floor

but no open door


a caged bird of prey

falsely yours until she flies

into a clear sky


held by silver chains

the trappings of wealth and fame

it’s only a game


a room with no view

both arms and legs akimbo

caught in the window


she wants to break free

from her bonds of chains and rings

to unfurl her clipped wings


she hears a sad song

in the radio’s static

locked in the attic


falsely yours


© Kim M. Russell, 2016


My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #179 “Collage 30”

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”

― Charles Bukowski


12 thoughts on “Falsely Yours

      1. Yeah, sometimes it’s like that. Or what you think isn’t dark others think so. LOL! But I think it is a product of maturity…realism….looking at the world without rose tinted glasses. Or something like that. I posted a haibun that will get me a lot of gruff. LOL! It might look dark, but in another context, it is not. Cheers!

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