2.26.2010

and I won't have you mocking what I can become

you didn't look at me
before there was red lipstick.
I slink into my crimson costume
and I've got you.
feasting
on your would-be dinner.
I've made you a
sinner; impure.
how,
all of a sudden,
can you see my
allure
?
and
I sense your
hankering.
your heart hammers
a beat
increased
as my heels
snap past you
hard
as concrete.
eyes swing
obscenely.
wanting,
absconding
with me
your mind's possession,
you dream an obsession.

but you can put it away,
child's play.
because this isn't for you.
I have answered the question
you did not ask,
and we will not
fuck.
you will never
suck
on these,
my blessed rubies.