Perfectly Perfect

Perfectly coiffed
lips ruby red
eyes
lined
winter blue contacts
linen crisp
all heads turn
watching
walk
confidence
how
where
is it taught
or
is she born with it?
Exuding
men
women
fall beneath her spell
gazed upon
utterly captivated
if only for a moment.
Standing 
hidden behind column
weary
eyes stained crimson
setting sun
black tar welling
sucking 
dragging her down
even as she wove a spell.
Wiping clean
staring
watery blue
her real color
pallid
yellow
her real tones
corset
hiding her flaws.
Towering tall
haunted by perfection
never doubt
the depth
of her affection.
©Feb. 7/21
Picture via Pinterest

Fury’s Child

‘Welcome to my world’
hissed the spider to the fly
bound in poisonous silk
could only squeak.
 
Big bad wolf 
frothing at the mouth
cannot wait
to get his paws
his claws into her.
So innocent
demure
sweet
never marred
never broken
or so they did think.
He stalked her through forests
gardens
towns
as she pranced through life
or so did they believe.
No worries
no cares
taken care of by grandma
never harmed 
never blooded.
Reckoning was coming
only none were aware
except grandma
who sacrificed her life
to create the beast this child would become.
Slashes through the night
gaping wounds
throats cut
rage pouring
she ran through the night
howling. 
Big Bad Wolf heard her
head shaking
suddenly realizing
she the huntress 
he her prey.
 
January 29/18