UNholy Matrimony

I saw the bride of Frankenstein and thought I would write my own version.

Unholy Matrimony

 

The clouds roll through the sky,

the bride waltzes down the aisle,

sparkled dress flowing behind her.

A dazzled groom awaits,

his sweat searing the polished floor.

The clouds dissipate to a thin fog,

a full moon stares back,

shining through a ripped apart roof.

A soiled train scrapes the cobbled floor,

she stumbles forward in broken heels,

mascara smearing her face;

He stands stiff now,

perspiration frozen to the brow.

She c***s her head to the heavens,

screams echo and the vultures fly away,

nothing but the rings and vows await,

signifying their unholy matrimony.

 

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

This really had a captivating eeriness to it.
I had a really amazing visual for this part:
"She c***s her head to the heavens,
screams echo and the vultures fly away,
nothing but the rings and vows await,
signifying their unholy matrimony."
I can picture the sky so perfectly. Amazing dark clouds. I can't even think of how to describe it.
I really enjoyed reading this piece.
Excellent work!

-Elissa :)