Unknown
Slumped,
Her body paints the wall
That she sits up against.
An inkblot test for sinners:
A crab?
Freedom?
Prison walls?
Every mind is
Revealed behind her.
Universal truth,
Unifying theory,
Drips down the walls;
Drawn with her
Last breath.
Her dreams
Spill out onto
The asphalt.
Crimson pools
Of cold mercury
Seep into cracks,
Staining dark seeds
That will always bear tainted fruit.
It’s a dark alley.
Crawling shadows
Beset her face.
Now delicately posed:
A beauty never touched
By age, but robbed
Of innocence
Button eyes look up.
Lifeless, only a doll’s,
Reflecting the
Madness that
Was in his, that drowned
Out the terrible
Question
That still lies on her cheeks,
Drying…
Steam breathes down
The dark space
Warm, fetid, alive.
It envelopes and cleanses.
The city’s angels
Gathering up the Lost
And the Damned.
