the beach bunker to
fight the long gone enemy -
concrete, rust - a shell

walk away - dance on
the beach - look at my thoughts - shells
contorted - bunker

Erebus winter -
mirror, mirror on the wall -
self image - beetles

a dark lonely freak
tearing out my eyeballs -
the mirror slices

for sale: one used heart,
chipped/bruised - no accessories -
free to a good home

I did all I could
but the first limping steps broke
me - my thrift shop heart

I followed you with
my dreams and we talked: you tried
on dresses - my heart