Ode to Freudian Complexes..

Plucking out fantasies,
From the whorls of phantasmal delight,
She cremated,
Words and syllables of affliction,
With lurid lullabies
Of Imagination..

Figurines of fervent love,
Burnt in terse absurdness,
Of Mirth and Misgivings,
Swerved an old house,
To form softened scars..
In a whirlpool of Maim.

Holding tender shards,
Of trembling dunes..
And lofty breeze,
She emerged out,
Sprinkling droplets of Blankness;
And Indifference;
Shielding jaded beams,
On a Supine dawn..