1.
Black lace strangulates,
Pushes powder-white skin
Into itself,
Condensing and leaving red marks
On snowy ground.

2.
The girl was plain,
An apple shape and no curl
To her hair;
With a kink to the mare,
Femininity is tamed and perfection reached.

3.
Smiling men in big top hats,
Grinning clowns who look like rats
Peer down at women,
Squeezed and twisted
Into shapes that please the mice and men.

4.
Like putty pulled too many times,
Stretched and cracked with graying lines,
These women snap,
These women break,
There is little more to take.

5.
"Liberation!" they scream into the day,
Light streams down like tears
Onto each face;
Only the Sun shall lament
For their years of repression.