Just cage her,

I tell him,


Let her follow ribbon to her decay,

She will become curtained, now branches will dress the ceiling and mother will poison the child,


She may dangle teeth in a slumber, she may eat at the sun dancing on cobalt,


Just cage her,


She is leaving phantoms in the cradle, dripping fire as she sings along with the dead,


Just cage her,

She could only make hell smile
© cankered cupid