Sunday, April 6, 2014

changing rooms are for changelings
locker rooms are for specters
powder rooms are for tricksters

devils steal babies and leave changelings behind
trolls exchange children for fun
inside the forest,  the bloodletting begins

a world made of lace
a passion to erase

panic in your mouth
like metal on your tongue

notice what a red night it is, tonight?
your legs give way inside an alley
rainwater inside your shoes
streetlights are a mile above you now



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