BEAUTY FROM ASHES
Light penetrates the cracked door
she slouches further into the corner of darkness.
He still sees her as she spins out of control
counting each revolution.
Light reveals the ugliness of ash her life has become
a life wasted on cheap screws and cheaper whiskey.
He is no stranger to this world
He has walked amidst desperation, before.
Light shines on her beauty; a cleansed soul,
before granite marks her time.
written for The Sunday Whirl prompt to write a poem with these words: light, cracked, slouch, spin, revolution, ash, wasted, cheap, screw, stranger, desperation, cleansed, granite.