Bump

Bump!
She´s glued together with coke and applause.
The limelight hides her hideousness
Under it all skin grips crooked bones that she ignores.
She makes art from the loveless kiss.

The darkness chews her soul but can´t digest it
The sensation appeals and tickles her sanity

Her Hearts a dance party for ghouls her chest´s infested
they Jump on her lover spilling collective profanity.

The lines on her face extend like her snakes of cocaine
Her complexion pales after her snorting whirr.
An angel appeared in the mirror she only saw a stain
and the pimp like fiend who was courting her
(About an image of a doll in the darkness)