midnight

and the ground rumbles beneath me

splitting wide

~

down i’m sucked

into the depths

into the darkness

into the wasteland

that reeks of week-old grease

~

this is hell

i should be its queen

yet i am subjugated

~

“cindy!” the minions cry

“cindy!” hailing her bleached blonde hair

and her glossy lips

~

i stab frozen pattys

with a

fork

then stab my palm

with the

same fork

~

weep for me, juan

my precious dishwasher

weep

for your queen

in exile

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