Create Terror Out Of Love


United States
42° 20' 51.4248" N, 71° 6' 1.0368" W

Look! Look! Look!
Brown, hazelnut eyes
Shutter and shift accordingly
As long, unorthodox lashes brush away dust mites
Teeth yellow growing green
Tongue hairier than the green goblin's spleen
A visionary leader at stake
Where her heart used to be
Fruit bats and wolves as underlings
Willing to undertake any pernicious undertaking
Fingers wavy and rubber like in light
Amidst evening fingers transfigure into stool pigeons
Flapping on behalf of their unruly religion
Smile, smiling with sharp fangs
One, two, three counts for every missed bang
Hairline disruptive, Wrinkles make her face livid
So where is the love hidden in this beautiful terror?


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