She prowled the off-green hallways
'Til she grew sheathed talons on her toes--
The tap dance ballerina of ward five,
Queen of cockroaches
Adored by the delusional.
"Oh come in, come in,
My gentleman caller," she croons to the
Frantic orderlies on the other side of the door, as she
Picks the Director's bones clean,
Crouching over him like the new-birthed phoenix
Of some unprescribed
Gasoline opera.
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Wow, your got it poetically, Girl, that's for sure.
ReplyDeleteOne flew over the cuckoo's nest.
"Queen of cockroaches
ReplyDeleteAdored by the delusional."
What a wonderfully creative metaphor. I love your writing, Shay!
PS Thank you for letting me swipe "Leather and Lace" from your player, it's always been a favorite song of mine. I love Stevie Nicks.
Oooooh, dark and dangerous, not a woman to be messed with! I love it when you take us on a journey to the far side of your imagination.. it's a ride that never disappoints.
ReplyDeletewhy aren't you a scriptwriter?
ReplyDeleteI see the man who made Pan's Labyrinth directing and producing your writings...
scary!!!!!
xox
This is just amazing.
ReplyDeleteSomeday, I'll be adored by the delusional!
Awesome poem and pic as usual...
ReplyDeleteAw thanks, Jannie! One flew east, one flew west...
ReplyDeleteOh, my pleasure, Tracey. I am a huge fan of hers as well, and that song especially!
Shrinky, the Director just patronized her one time too many. I don't think he'll do it again lol.
*running to look up Pan's Labyrinth on Netflix...*
Mama Zen, you already are!
Thanks, Riot Kitty! Hey watch where you point that machine gun! lol(LOVE that av!)
EESH! She sounds like bad news!
ReplyDeleteWell, only if someone tries to cramp her style, Grace!
ReplyDeleteFantastic images. I could see this and feel it somewhere in the pit of my stomach. Love fantasy... Good stuff :)
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