She Was

fuck-up girl

contemptible

messy tangled hair

knots over

vacant hollow eyes

delicate red-lined white

smeared black tunneling

to tarnished silver

emphasized dark circles

underline lifeless dull gray

foul depths swimming with sharp

bitter pieced mosaics

sketchy torn history book images

burned in a pyromaniac fit

ashes sticking dry and clinging to

cold hazy marble-swirl

irises of uncarved stone slate

sharp cut jutting face

slumped against grey faded wall silent

staring watching

with dead girl’s eyes