Period
You say that your blood is all over the floor
You lie through those polished ivory teeth
How could this fairy tale princess do that
When I see her still sleeping as dead on the altar
You want to challenge my erection
Claiming that my phallus is the source of evil
Then your eyes had nothing to do with it
But I must query you further
If the poison doesn’t run thick in your veins
Then why was I blinded by it
How come I nearly fell into your coma
The first time I put my lips near to yours
Please give the explanation to me
Of why I was weakened and crying
Pleading to die because it had drawn me into you
You are still so very unconscious to me
What fake prince charming dragged you off
To let this pretense continue at your expense
I am seeing too much of this now
I am surrounded by these sleeping beauties
Only today the air is filled with my contemptuous laughter
I gave up trying to free these cursed women
My crying giving way to this smile of hate
Because their eyes are all closed
They failed to see me trying to help
© Copyright Peter Lugo 2002
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