Fragile beauty

Swooned object of men

A born philocalist 

Stolen, corrupted tears 


Swindled apostasy,

Truculent since her existence,

A Sinkable mind,

He spews mere droplets of malady, sputum.

Salvaged in spotless minds,

Throttled carnage breaths 

A Wolf in lambs clothing,

Beaten drab, hackneyed

She falls for your self loathing


Paper hearts, soaked in concaved adulterations

She wonders why she was chosen 

Betrothed by all your demons 

Tarnishing a venust soul

Espoused in her gospel 

Wanting immunity from their male scrutinities  Engulfed by their beguiled impurities 

Crowded moue faces,

Fences of Shrouded gratification 

Hemming her grave of surmise 

Smile,with your foot on her neck 

Stifled englut satisfactions,

Severed her last senses of duality

Mendacious depictions, of what a man should never be