Enough

She’d had enough

Of men and life

Of beauty and light

Ensconced in decay

She spent each day

Still in virgin white

Plotting her revenge

Desiccated and faded

The lustre yellowed and jaded

Withered like her dress and flowers

Clocks stopped on the fatal hour

One shoe on and one ready to throw

Skeleton in the ashes of her nuptials

Cake and all

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

Miss Havisham

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