Soul for Sale



She set up shop

On the crossroad of regret

Near the corner of memories

In the fading sunset

“Soul for sale” it read

Pure angst it bled

Crying from the box

Came laughter long gone dead

“No takers?” thought she

Il throw in

A ruptured heart

For free

Sniggering tumbleweeds

ran by

The moon scorned her

From the sky

“aint no takers” said he

“never were never will be

Fool you are, don’t you see

Giving your heart away for free”

From the box, the heart cried

“No not yet, I have not died

I may have, along the way

But without the soul , you cant give me away”

Closing the box, she kicked it away

Sold her soul to who came her way

Along went her body, in the chasm of lust

Dying slowly, the heart turned to dust