splatter_stained_doll girl_jane A city Dirty and corrupt Deceitful and lying Violent and tarnished Innocence unknown And tear-flushed faces everyday The thick stench of decaying flesh The police and curious neighbors Covering tired, dirty faces with White handkerchiefs A brief relief brought By the smell of fresh chalk Outlining the body The broken, twisted body Mutilated and bloody Stained Like the floor From sweat and blood A dirty rag of a night gown Stuck to her flesh The dried blood sticking like Crazy glue The worn, lace trim Ripped and torn No hems intact No buttons attached No clues Not an idea of who Killed for no reason No reason known The same broken, twisted body Carried out on a stretcher Crisp white sheets Tainted by body cold blood A now empty room Only stained wood floors Only spattered, dirty walls Only stench Only secrets Secrets to reveal Unknown reasons A doll Golden hair Made from silken thread Cheeks dimpled and Flushed in joy Lips pink with youth Fingers and toes Pattering and searching Another doll, but Dirty and rough and faded Just as gentle Just as beautiful Just as innocent Tiny, grubby hands clutching a Golden, dimpled doll A family torn apart years ago A mother beaten and Raped A father beaten and Murdered A child, A doll, Left alone The innocence now forgotten Innocence doesn’t feed stomachs A dirty face Streaked clean by Salty tears A muttered word, A phrase Words not heard in years “No, I can’t.” A city Dirty and stained A dirty, stained, tarnished body Of what used to be a breathing doll A golden, dimpled doll left in the corner Now dirty and splatter-stained 020317 ... fishboy girl_jane be. nice work. 020317 what's it to you? who go blather from