best poisons taste
like honey on
the going
down,
but it’s in..
the coming out
things often go
so wrong,
best life lessons
were taught to me
by men wearin’
sequined
gowns,
not just froze in
frown in front
of mirrors,
but worn all over this
ruby slipper
town,
no heart for
petty fears.
and no eyes
down.
