in the haunted mansion of her mind
her beauty is rapturous
she thinks so
because this is what men tell her
with mouths wide open
one hand in their pockets
the other useless
like men
heads spinning
in the rush of desire
and dominion
she is sadder than happy
and happier than sad
all at once
a victim
tormentor
a waif
dominatrix
different masks
to suit their wants
her needs
or their needs
her wishes
and yet
to the horror of all
there is no face
behind any of the masks.
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