princess threw down the crown,
saved her skin for the crows
below to feast on
her skeletal majesty.

DISillusioned
DIScontent
DISenchanted
she wants something more BUT
reality won't let her ESCAPE
with such a brilliant façade
to tote in the back of her mind
play pretend, fairy princess
shimmer gold & tutu lovin'
ballet flats scamper, soar
into HIS arms; the ONLY arms
that could ever hold her so close
she loves to make believe
make him believe he's in love –
the deception of a few weeks' time
emotional spectrum artfully construed
robbed beggar-blind love is blind
the contradictions fold and multiply
until she SUFFOCATES smother smolder
under the pressure of LIES that bind
distant memories to intangible presences
far away kingdoms, misconceptions
of distance & relative space separation
barriers that keep them from each other's
glass hearts mounted on marble pedestals
look but don't TOUCH; to break is to buy
she's so cliché echoes yes darling i love you
but she DOES and she KNOWS and it's
realalivepainfultowatchhopelesshelpless
superficial paper hearts riiiiiiiiiiip and tear
nothing like the beating breathing flesh organ
residing silently in her chest cavity
indecisive irresolute she rests on a rusty fencepost
decide to lie decide to lust
the truth would unravel her jacob's dreamcoat
josephjeremiahwhogivesafuck
violent images of fastforward steel skies
vivid green grass glows, glimmers to
refract lavender rays of hope through
silver rimmed spectacles; broken, shattered
glass doesn't aid his NEARSIGHTED
vision of a new future (read: ALONE)
that lies ahead, away: it deteriorates
into gray castle walls & desolate halls
lonesome loner wanderlust waver
pick me up drinks shots for two
vermouth & absinthe emerald sparkle
sultry pixie spills stories of heroines,
hallucinogens & halogen bulbs
burning brimming at 3000 watts
enough to set a heart afire aflame
ablaze ignite the match burns still
subdued, stealth in his concave cinderbox
but alas; the princess is NO LONGER
deceived by princes charming, chastity
she's no virgin she's got ideals
a modern-day woman: purple pinstripe suit
decked out for corporate domination
while the contaminated babe
mourns the loss of loves now lost
buried in complexities of adulterated logic
there is no love CYNICAL combustion
pretty in pink ashes to dust & back again
blatant preteen mindfuck, miracle mirage
of gain & loss & profits & percents –
oh where, oh where did my fair princess go?
queen-to-be VANISHED beneath the numbers
exploring existence's spindly turret
(she'll fall! she'll fall! her grace – she'll shatter!)
a daunting voyage from her safety net dolls
threadbare fantasies forgone long ago
she climbs up up & away; disappear, dissipated
dissolved into barometers, atmospheric pressure
fairytale dreams merge with morning mist
chased away by the sting of storybook stains –
her prince never tried to convince her to stay.
disILLUSIONED
disCONTENT
disENCHANTED

she's gone.