Toxic Waste

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I wrote a long piece about how terrible you are. I accidentally opened the door to the black hole in my mind where you reside. I published it. Then I remembered it doesn’t matter WHAT you are or WHO you are. Whatever I feel for you on occasion is as fleeting and temporary as we were. 

So my long theory has the simplest conclusion: you are nothing. 

Daily Prompt: Theory

The Reaping

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I paint my face, varnish my nails
coat my lashes, sharpen my scales
Lotion my skin, slide into my dress
the blue one that always makes you a mess
Brush my fangs, smear red on my lips
coat my lashes, hang knives from my hips
Set my hair, snarl into the mirror
drink until the blurry becomes clear
Open my wings, it’s time to fly
I’m coming for you, it’s your turn to die

Daily Prompt: Varnish

Paradise Bitten

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There lies the apple that stopped her heart
Gone a chosen life with its nasty black art

Because the witch demands love and beauty and price
A man was required and thought a kiss should suffice

She never wanted to fall in love, especially with a fool
But the price for freedom was to live under his rule

Never asking to be a bride or a wife
She took up her skirts and ran for her life

The witch was careless and left the apple behind
And with one big bite, a death note was signed

Freedom comes in the ways we demand
And by sleeping forever she chose her dreamland

via Daily Prompt: Bite

Bite

Going down in flames

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Hades and I get down in the underground
meet me there, get lost in the sound
the screams you hear, they aren’t only mine
but that River Styx got me feelin’ fine
used to be particular about the company I keep
made sure this bitch got her beauty sleep
smiled wide and pretty for the world to see
but since the reckoning, all I care about is me
wild and manic I dance all night
spinning and sparkling to the devil’s delight
come and visit, I’ll show you what’s new
in this cursed dirty disco I’m addicted to
I’ll reach for you to whirl and sing
laughing cuz’ you don’t mean a fuckin’ thing
I used to care about mortals, but not anymore
not since Abaddon came a’ knocking on the door
He shows me how to rock and how to roll
as a gift, I showed him how I lost my soul
Dark Zeus brought me under because he saw a treasure
likes it when I blow him smoky kisses down in the ether
can’t stop the music, the beat runs through my veins
I fell in love with the beast and his fortress built of flames
there ain’t no getting out alive, he said
but there’s no reason to leave if I’m already dead

via Daily Prompt: Particular

Particular