consent an ashen sliver

cover in folds
hiding plain sight
apodyopsis stare
frail naked plight

ridden with riddled reams

carved an ashen nook to repent
and seed a pale recrudescence
bathed beneath a nib aquiver

Where do I go, whilst my child is at play...

spliced a charred vein to consent
and bleed a sheer effervescence
scorned above a forlorn sliver

Why do I go, whilst my love embraces day...

etched a smoking sin to relent
and burn a spindly inflorescence
shamed between a ripples river

How do I go, whilst my soul stays at bay...

sewn beneath the seams

lover has sold
divulging her plight
apodyopsis bare
slit my naked sight