Surviving Frankenstein
Necessary Transformations

your mask won't allow you to admit that
deep down you find yourself aroused
watching as hearts and veneer cracks
as bitter tears fall, staining the ground
carelessly living fast, careening past
bombs dropping hard, without a sound
looking back now, how did it last
so cavalier, crassly profound
your hands, the master of this mayhem
you feed the monster deep within
there is no telling where or when
you'll pluck away and start again
the truth you hide, rides in your wake
a sea of broken and outcast
the frankenstein masterpieces you make
now congregate, as people gasp
the unsightly massacre now witnessed
you grin at their shock and dismay
your softest smile reveals a grimace
unwilling victims, were always prey
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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