Eyes Lined in Black

the little thing
cried out in agony
as it was dreagged
into the house
over gravel
and broken glass.
then over
the steps,
the wood sliping;
planting itself deep inside
of its body.
blood pouring
from the flesh.
its hands and
feet bound together by
barbed wire and thorns
creating a
stinging sensation
throughout its skin.
she set it on a
table of hot coals
and laughed hysterically
as it
screamed in pain.
the tears
streaming down its face.
convincing its make-up
to trail away
from its
eyes lined in black.
hours upon hours,
she tortured it.
slapping its face.
biting at its wounds.
she tilts her head
from side to side.
analizing this thing.
she decides
it has good curvature
and ties barbed wire
around its neck.
and hung it up
from the ceiling.
letting it struggle.
then leaves it
to be decoration for her.
among the others.