I’ve always had a thing
for strange, dark men

it started at Jareth’s glam teased mullet,
winged eyeliner, magic dance moves,
smooth af tights and goth orb raving

no ******* wonder
I ended up with the Goblin King
trying to take my baby away
locking me in mazes

just fear me, love me, do as I say…

and when that chilly November
shook me awake
finally

the words I kept tasting
over and over
on my thawing lips:

*you have no power over me