Her serrated scissor smile bares auriferous caps and barely concealed rubies on artificially plump lips, as she pours pyrite pleasantries over late night, lamplit sidewalks and creeping, drive-by lechery
She’s made threats of paper dolls to ensnare desperate secret keepers into paying for secrets and keeping nothing else, and spit out flurries of giant snowflakes for those who can only afford to supplement her habits
Morpho perch above her unscrupulous, squinting eyes, as she chain smokes with clinquant claws buried beneath the peeling paint of baroque gaud; buried within the backhands and promised lands of they who force feed her
Dressing half her age, and getting half the pay, from men that project more hate than she can reflect; she’s stuck in her own honey trap, stirring in the bitterness through the cyclic repetition of septic recompense
Sometimes when the night is still, she’ll lie in bed listening to her chest echo the steady, stalwart footfalls of approaching Death, and she wonders when he’ll grace the welcome mat she’s placed before her door
*05.21.18.04.31
Whew, this is powerful. What a dark and unapologetic perspective.
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Thank you (I think 😏). I find the dark more interesting than the light, where everyone can already see. But I’ll be the first to admit, that perhaps I just haven’t opened my eyes there.
And, I might add, I always find your writing intelligent, thought-provoking, and well executed. (plus, I’ve loved the auroraboros portmanteau, since I first saw it 🙂)
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That was a positive comment, just to clarify.
I enjoyed the poem, and found it to be quite insightful. I too enjoy the darkness, and though I open my eyes, I still know there is much I do not perceive…
And thank you sincerely for the positive words. I really appreciate your thoughts and support. I am glad you enjoy the name as well; I have always liked the concept of “refracting reality”.
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Wow, fantastic
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Thank you, m’lady (:
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Wow! I am blown away. How effortlessly the words glide. I am cut to pieces by “serrated scissor smile”
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Thank you (:
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This is chilling and powerful. Bravo!
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That’s very kind, thank you (:
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Hoo. Powerful and dismal. You really are an amazing writer. This is a revelation.
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Thank you, I appreciate that
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So profound.
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Thank you (:
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Brilliant 🖤
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I appreciate that, thank you
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You’re most welcome 🖤
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