Ushers,

Broken Wedding Of An Unknown

Ringing chimes,
the sounds of a bell.
A different one shows no signs.
How could it?

Harmonics on a guitar,
ring.
Ring.
ring.
Useless.

Flowing white beauty,
the perfect man.
A broken chap.
A broken clap.

Ask me.
To tell you why I smile.
When I don't know what to do.
I can't hold my peace.

We're done.
We're over.
I've to go.
You have to stay with him.

Why?
Curse my faith.
My fate is useless.
You never knew.
You never would.

Ringing bells.
The loudness at my ears.
My final sight is you,
holding my hand of red.

Farewell, as I usher myself,
into the end of a heartache.