coiled like medicine
around your tongue
and wrapped tight in abortion
pills
with fragile wings, shards
of blood-glass dripping
crimson stains from a crimson-soaked
jar
like ashes melting together
in the flood
a raindrop to wash it all away
how I wish they were
as sweet
like your baby whores with angel wings,
your precious little stars
while
you had your girls like China Dolls, I
tried to hide my scars
a pin-prick and they all fall down
the dolly's lost her ruby crown
she rips and screams, her soul's unclean
the dolly drowning in my dreams