My Heroin[e]
She sat half naked
often
Dingy robe far beyond its lifetime
covering her well worn skin.
She hated clothes
hated what she felt they stood for
and though she couldn't recall
what she felt they stood for
she hated them.
She had come to know hate well.
Love was a tainted word for her
so she cast it aside with clothing.
Nudity was amazing
only second to the sweet kiss of
a needles point to her thigh.
Her arms had long lost their use,
all veins buried somewhere far
from that bittersweet kiss.
She sat
half naked
staring at the blinking numbers
of her VCR
resting atop a television
that had lost the ability
to show any more than
her darkened reflection.
12:00
12:00
Always Twelve o'clock.
She liked it best at
twelve o'clock.
It was her time to be freed
by that sweet kiss.
So cold
that kiss
but it became so warm
and her...
she became so serene
Sitting naked
beneath that dingy robe.
often
Dingy robe far beyond its lifetime
covering her well worn skin.
She hated clothes
hated what she felt they stood for
and though she couldn't recall
what she felt they stood for
she hated them.
She had come to know hate well.
Love was a tainted word for her
so she cast it aside with clothing.
Nudity was amazing
only second to the sweet kiss of
a needles point to her thigh.
Her arms had long lost their use,
all veins buried somewhere far
from that bittersweet kiss.
She sat
half naked
staring at the blinking numbers
of her VCR
resting atop a television
that had lost the ability
to show any more than
her darkened reflection.
12:00
12:00
Always Twelve o'clock.
She liked it best at
twelve o'clock.
It was her time to be freed
by that sweet kiss.
So cold
that kiss
but it became so warm
and her...
she became so serene
Sitting naked
beneath that dingy robe.
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