Lupe

Lupe

See her eyes on drugs,

Like languid stars.

See her lips in love

Like tangled arms.

Strangled in the shame

Of pink fur.

It was a velvet underground indeed.

Paint those doll eyes black.

Let the smack kill you.

Like Venus, she was in furs.

Like Silver hair, like silver spurs.

Walking tipsy on a wall in the

Early dawn because

You never went to bed.

You were too afraid of the

Monsters in your head.

Even deflowered,

That wild girl

Remained a

Wild flower.

In the cell of

Her eye slept

A dark hope,

A dark dream.

She wished she

Could believe in it,

But look at

What happened, what became of us.

Struggling to light that cigarette

Twirling around the dining chair.

She breaks like crystal glass

and had her own brand of class.

Her eyes on drugs,

Are languid stars

Her lips in love

Are tangled arms.