Saturday, March 15, 2014


Red smeared lips, red nails, porcelain body,
Stood still as stone.

Her naked shining skin was draped with paper,
Under the blaring blue halogens.

Her skin trembled under the crumbling crispness.
The paper sheathed her naked soul with value.

Flashlights…darkness…smeared smiles,
Every inch of her papered skin pinched him.

His staunch stare pierced her papered soul,
He burnt inside throwing precious paper at her, 
To possess a small share of her already sold soul.