i arrive splashed with blood
and try to fix my hair
my sword upon our path
it's better off there
my name is read aloud
and i menace through the door
a thunderstorm of eyes watch
as i'm fierce across the floor
candles spit and ribbons red
strings
bows and tune
dancers glide and passions collide
i'm scouring the room
i know my enemies
everyone
and white throats in pearls
carousel all about me
the lace. those ribbons in curls
cruelty is how they know me
kindness is not my gift
a blade of glass my secrecy
is poised at my wrist
they perish for my sadness
i saw gold in your eyes
your gift here
tremendous
like the god between your thighs
i leave splashed with blood
your ribbon locks my hair
and all their joy was drowned
not
of course
that i care