poisonous rubies
and poisonous pearls
she sits on top of her shattered glass
throne
she rules from afar
her comatose subjects
twitching and dangling on their little
strings
sometimes she takes it upon herself
to pick one and play
adding an extra arm or two
and listening for screams
they say she's heartless
but we disagree
she's just been broken
one too many times
poisonous needles
and poisonous yarns
she sits in her tattered white dress
waiting
waiting
just waiting
