Self-love

Peek in and bend

A dark shadow; perhaps just that

Or a rabit?

See if you can

Burnt tar

And dark smoke

Alas! It's a girl

Maybe a trick?

See where it goes

She shivers and writhes,

In ugly desire

And squeaks and cries,

Lies. All lies.

A self-entitled bitch

A step forward, and two taken aback.

Does she even know her name?

She jerks in sleep,

Shaken by her crimes

A little too many

Filthy and defiant

Confused?

Sick?

A belligerent, rebellious nobody

A mirror too much

Reflections, too many

Remind her of the demons:

The papa she abandoned

The mama she resents

Those bloody trousers

That horrible scent

Can you see now?

A white dress - wrapped around her bones and a dance

A lovely, Solitary, dance.

Translucent vase

The black haired witch.

Would you witness the ritual?

She severes the head of the white rabit.

White and red.

Red in white.

She will die a lonely death.

Fa