A dime a dozen
Two dozens
And I've got 20 cents.

Dear Husband,

i did not mean to scare you
when you came out the shower naked
and i said
if there were a ****** in the house
i would handcuff him to the radiator
castrate him
take out the blender
have him watch me
turn on the switch
pinch his nose
make him drink himself

Twisted  thoughts  aren’t awful things
They are my things!
Great things to be exact.  

I wish upon a star for blood,
Blood dripping down the face of a horrible creature called a man.
Wounds so deep in his chest he can’t breathe.

Are my thoughts so twisted if they live inside soft lace?
A spider within the lace
Waiting to bite you
I’ll never hurt you but I dream of hurting other people.  
People who are bad, evil, who deserve punishment.  
A spider within the lace.
Poisonous.  Unfelt. Obscure. I crawl in and out your body.  

I dream sweet dreams of castration.  
Bright and brilliant
A hidden world of rainbows
Meadows of sweet flowers
Drops of rain on ****** spring petals.

I creep between love and hate,
daisies and death.  
heaven and hell.  
A beautiful spider in the pollen of your bloom.

I’d cry for you.  I’d die for you.
I’ll protect you.  
And I’ll leave them drowning in their blood.
Eyes open.  Still.  
And I’ll erase it.  
And take you back to the field of flowers
and the gentle rain
and I will keep you safely
tucked away there. 
 In the pasture, staring up at the sky.