THAT GIRL

Her naked beauty is stunning,

& lovely.

She smiles in my video like we're

sharing a secret.

Her dreaming is laughter that

makes us both afraid of her

nightmarish existance of dots

& speckles.

Her trecherous smile is the

very breath of death; both

rich & full; sickly sweet &

punctured by rot.

Her youth is ancient, decrepit,

mummy girl sadness that turns

to dust between my fingers &

crumbles to nothing like vampire

fairy sprinkles.

And that mist of earthen womanhood

sifts through the winds that blow hot

& hard against my naked flesh &

fill me with a drug like hazy eyed shimmer

of sex & of dying.