Observing the ruins of a dystopian past
silence and lies rile rotten mouths
“A marriage that destroyed us both.”
A sickness grows in that sullen oath
The inner corrosion, hard to see
doomed this destruction incomplete

Hooks are cast; lips caught and ripped
Rotten mouths hiss and spit
One in spiteful jealousy
the other in weak complacency
Feeding their sham reality

This fated couple wanders back
into their twisted, toxic trap
And as time continues to pass
the outsider rhetorically asks,
How long can a trap last?

Luciana, 26