Exquisite, pin thin and painted
Iridiscent rainbows
Sweet and taut, supple like nymphs
Undulating in oil and sunlight
Oil poured in
Flowing like black honey
Eggshell cauldron
Bubbling in coarse barnacle-covered steel
Rotten and rotting limbs
Crimson, pus, the smell of sin
Violet lights shine violent on carousel mannequins
Beauty a lampshade for obscene fat caterpillas
Gorging on the fingers of blue black infants
Frozen in crusty history
Unnatural painful disjointment
Limbs torn out hanging by threads and tendons
Blue red and purple streams
Spiling life essence on hungry parched soil
Bone, smashed to dust and jagged pieces
A face so crushed
Like a can flattened brutally swiftly
Tanks roll over muscle and flesh
Rolling cacophoniously
The sound of death insane and flying
Floating persistent trails in the air
Cotton candy skyline of cherry and liquor
A life so well painted, so well made up
A well-told lie