*This is a poem I wrote*
A faery tale come to life,
I fall through the glass window.
I despair in this time.
The maggots feeding on my soul.
A gathering of innocence,
locked away in a musty cellar.
Jesus walks on water,
drowning in the screams of terror.
He rises again,
to unmask the mother.
The fatherless children,
crying in the street.
Barefoot, and hungry.
The clowns grin,
to reveal their rotten teeth.
In the glass window,
the shards pierce my body.
Tell me what you think.
*&~Twiggy~&*