That mouth hanging open
-dripping
like a soiled dish rag–
–she is porn
–she is titilation
she is the repulsion that
comes afterward
with green fingernails and wet, dying eyes.
Sweet, cherry nipples
stuck on Tender breasts
She’s here
for you
sweaty–
greasy–
limp with filth.
salty fingers on her tongue
she wakes
alive again but at the bottom
–where hell is
defile her-
Life says its safe to make her stink
to make her cry
She’s made for this.
On a good day
she feels numb
cause
She knows how
To be
A thing with no center
There, but not really.
a rusty red husk
drying
in a shadow
by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Keith P. Rein & Cassidy Rae Limbach