Till death do us part

Who wants to cut the cake, you asked
and pointed towards me, longingly
I saw your mouth water
heard your stomach grumble

I swallowed
and wondered if the idea
to dress up as a wedding cake
for a black wedding
had been a good one

Today’s prompt on octpowrimo.com was ‘dance on air’, trying to capture euphoria. I’m afraid the euphoria in my poem will only happen after consummation…

6 thoughts on “Till death do us part

  1. Cara Hartley

    I appreciate the dark take on the theme too, not being much of a fan of the whole moon-June-tune thing myself.

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