In the field of books
where people have no faces
I entered innocently to
look among the pages
They smacked gum on and on and on
all the dizzy ***** blonde day long
There were about two hundred of them
Maybe they were jaded
Silas said it was as pretty as apples and
they were kindly nice to me at first
licking my face with golden leaves
and it was so seductively maddening
that I had to throw them in
the fire before they ate me

Written by Sara Fielder © Feb 2012