darling, don't die - a poem by alexis

darling, don't die


her words were
sharp but her
knives were
sharper. she
didn't care
who died as
long as he
was safe.

his voice rang out
in the midst of the
battlegrounds.
calling, calling,
calling out her
name for the
world to join in
his despairing.

the gods watched
as her knives
clattered to the
ground, a sword
pierced through
her side, and
the ghost of
his name fell
from her lips.