it is one desire
I have kept away
it is there behind Revenge
a jealous sister
she is there
her hair black as vanilla
eyes cold and numb
she taunts and pulls
to reveal
the flickering
foresight
of what is capable
what is expected
center stage
she quivers
“Revenge is a thought”
“Revenge is a coward”
“let me act”
“perform”
******
She pulls
******
She yanks
pulling at the very
thread of desire
her sound is dark
yet sweet
a howl
screaming for embrace
a performance
rhythmically polished
with saber and dagger
tip toe and pivot
she performs
the act
the act of
revenge
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 8:41 PM UTC
it is one desire
I have kept away
it is there behind Revenge
a jealous sister
she is there
her hair black as vanilla
eyes cold and numb
she taunts and pulls
to reveal
the flickering
foresight
of what is capable
what is expected
center stage
she quivers
“Revenge is a thought”
“Revenge is a coward”
“let me act”
“perform”
******
She pulls
******
She yanks
pulling at the very
thread of desire
her sound is dark
yet sweet
a howl
screaming for embrace
a performance
rhythmically polished
with saber and dagger
tip toe and pivot
she performs
the act
the act of
revenge
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