Vee Aim

A barricade into a lost night

Famous paintings burning

A music list of modern soul

Her hands get colder

And as her heart freezes,

The townspeople wonder

Are his teeth breaking

With every bite in her heart?

The thick blood in he's taking

Surprisingly and poisoning

Disgusting and spitting

Red faux paint

Covering her face

The nose twitches

To the smell of a girls death

Her eye balls no longer seen

Her lips with motionless

And colour mean

Her limbs continuing

To forget the pain

And every nerve she's always used

Calms its actions

Thrown to blue

Soul in and blank out

He breathes her left energy

Full of hate;

The emotion

He reads; her enemy

A grand knife to finish

A small cut to hide it

The bites he showed

To the crowd, erode

Glaring and loving and watching

Still wondering

Ann,

The nice girl they all well knew

A slow and expected death

Gone for the people

To celebrate and grieve

To tear and laugh

And as her body rests