It’s not Revenge without Witnesses

(It’s not revenge without
witnesses)
she harbors a morphed
desire to witness the end
drawing diagrams of destruction

fractals shimmer 
across her eyelids:
ink of her eye liner
bleeds through pages

seductive carmine & copper
paint her wonton lips:
lip liner margin notes

dulled the pencil
rivets in her cheeks
forms of faulty judgement

between a shaky scalpel
& windshield glass
she eats the courage of men

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