Hell [was] carved into her head bloody red and puffing
but her dappled smile
reminded me otherwise
of her innocence
and
[her] grossly unaimed fault
of sugarapologies
words are just words she says
-proudly-
displaying her inequity
they can’t not harm she says
unless you give them power
bitterly [i] agree
blue is blue
and
green is grass
black is black she says
unlike my heart she says
still she smiles
Hell carved into her chest
