Tuesday, October 9, 2007


Her name was Simone.
She came here from Paris at an early age.
She was the kind of girl everybody falls for.
She was a lawyer.
She read Plato.
She danced the ballet.
She played the piano and the violin.
She liked horseback riding.
She ran marathons and could swim five miles.
She practiced zen.

Inside her head she was a wild animal.
She filed her teeth,
And against her inside darkness they gleamed.
When she smiled her whole being was teeth.

She had never actually wrecked a train,
but things were about to change.

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