Metamorphosis 101

by Eliza Simion
(Bucharest - Romania)

Photos lying lazy on the floor,
Thoughts wandering crazy at my door,
I give in, give in, give in.
Beautiful scissors coming to me,
I cut some heads, some hands,
Mix the shreds,
Apply some of the extra blond hair I kept for special occasions,
Pour honey and a drop of blood - not mine,
Put everything on a cheap copy of The Scream,
Then leave the room for 3 minutes and 14 seconds, with no enlightenment.
Maybe I should have added some infusion - I said
It would have been too intense then - she said
I see them, not like I’ve imagined, wtf;
They pin me against the wall and put some glass over, then hit it with
One broken bookshelf.
I’m… n

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