I Hear the Sinners Sing

I hear the sinners sing
my soul,
mercy
he mourns for a
benevolence
replayed on my radio.

Screamed lyrics,
the singer was a siren.
He once knew . 
Refusal. 
Look the mirror in the
refusal. 
Shattered. 
broken wing women lay
lonely.  

Time to sing
the sonnet of the sinless singer,
my lover, gone.

-Noel Blackmire