Plasticator

Accusation

rolls off of his tongue

with sharp annunciation.

Accusing me.

He lined me up behind

the plexi-glass.

Each fictional personality

he molded me to perceive

She: woman

She: lover

She: hater

She: envier

She: liar

She: devil

She: inconvenience

all conditions

that he brandished her heart with

until

the cause of death

was a charcoal heart.

C.O.D.

He manipulates

               her joystick.