This piece was inspired by the Artwork of AnnThraxx
Toothy, nasty, nude
gauntlet reflections
replying lithe
shadows recover.
Faintly, a destiny
jangles, smooth, weak,
tamed and bottled
internal fires
crackling, freely, soft
rancorous, faceless
anarchic sorcerers chase
achy, the lost girl hums.
Screaming gatekeeper
of her soul
mumbling, dimly, snide demons
reawaken death.
Peaceful the devil
darkens, darkness, lost girl as she scatters childishly.
Harsh breeze endurance
commands a rise
big or small
rise swiftly.
Concrete sidewalks
hustle and flow
dusty and roughly
damn the busy city
lost girl alone
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