My lips
twist like
the door
that never
opens
the
lock
clicked shut
that shudders
as the
screams
bang
against it

a
drum's
skin

I let
my
eyes
like windows
darken
as they
fall
over you
that
cursed sweep
of
gaze that
leaves you
twisted
like
my lips

you are
devil born
are
witch blood
are
red hot
blood
pumping
rusted
heat against my
jealous
flesh
you light up
like
rockets
burning
against the
ever silent
sky
you are
incandescent
and
my
eyes
darken with

envy.
their feet clicked along the marble floor,
blue, gold, and embroidered flowers
covered every tapestry of the castle.
click, click, click
chants rose in the air,
statues of past kings judged the dancers,
diamonds fell from ring fingers of maids,
my presence embellished by the eyes of the admirers.  
click, click, click
the horologe matched the tapping sound of the guests’ footsteps,
my time was running out.
click, click, click

an angel whispered,
“time was never real.”

click,
click,
click,
(only this time, it was only my feet.)

— The End —