The Opium Angel is provocative
With her
Silk dress. And. Glass heels
(&.she' .high)
Her eyes ooze sticky glue
& tell the story of blood-shot
Adrenaline
Her mouth seeps dead fairies
& tells the story of the needle
That digs a hole in her vein
Trying
To drown out the soft nightmare
That's woven around the
Of her skin.
….
The Opium Angel is
S
i
n
k
i
n
g
Fast into the Floor boards of a
Downtown shit hole.
While
Voices and sirens scream. her.
Eyes won't close…