HUMBLE PIE

She ate humble pie
 for all his land  to weep and sih
 in ghost thoughts black and bloated sky
  Her Hearts bleak readiness to cry....

So spill forth
The pump of Blood Red tears
Abate
The cursed black broken fears
 The handcuffed ready salted tears....
Her creased blue years
 The  horrid hate
The bleeding pain....
again
again


The love you thought to win
 in flames
In you
In him
to keep the same

Devours the pastry
  grain by grain
 The cook to serve
and  portion blame

She's eating 
Humble pie
again....