true nature

she moved
like
a 40 year-old whore
trapped
in a 20 year-old
ingenue

a laugh
straight out
of
moscow

purrs
straight from
a dream

hiding
a
nightmare

who else
could
move
whisper
moan
grind

in

smooth

beguiling

charm

easing the prey's
caution
diffusing the prey's
fear

until

the
emptied husk
is left

swaying in the breeze

wondering
why
it didn't see this
coming