Poems from Anayawhite
A gorgeous mess she was
Her body was like Heaven to a twenty-four hour sinner
Everyone wanted her, but they couldn’t obtain
The...
Her tired irises open to an empty space as
Warm cotton baby blue sheets
Caressed her pale American daydream of a body
Her pink satin night...
Beautiful sacrifices rest upon my throne
Their screams and cries of mercy chill me to the bone
A harlot I was, throw your lousy stone
Set...