"Take the plunge, mister"
"What's in it for you?"
"Oh,nothing.
What will I do with you, though?"
Twinkled Beryl, the snarl of Goddess Kali,
Naked but for the scalp and its knee-length hair.
"Go, now, mister."
A hoop of ivory
Dangled from the ankle,
Loose, rigid, diabolic.
Beryl, that pretty little thing with a thing for pretty little things,
Dances,
Elaborate hoax among
Enchanted heirlooms.
Tiny feet smeared in damp ash
Are now
A recurring nightmare.
"What's in it for you?"
"Oh,nothing.
What will I do with you, though?"
Twinkled Beryl, the snarl of Goddess Kali,
Naked but for the scalp and its knee-length hair.
"Go, now, mister."
A hoop of ivory
Dangled from the ankle,
Loose, rigid, diabolic.
Beryl, that pretty little thing with a thing for pretty little things,
Dances,
Elaborate hoax among
Enchanted heirlooms.
Tiny feet smeared in damp ash
Are now
A recurring nightmare.