Venom

in the end
all tombstones
becomes unmarked
and fade into
the grey abyss
I dreamt my mouth
a lair of salt and venom
yet, chaos pointed the way
to true serenity
I,ve consumed enough shadows
to appreciate light
and felt the tender hand
of fire once
as not to destroy
but to remind me
it was meant to
be treasured
when
the earth bleeds
don’t forget to bring sunflowers
or daffodils
she always smiles
in spite of pain