| Tragedy Anne- March 2001 Every day's Apocalypse Stitching her mouth downward Blue button-eye rolling Ruby-thread lips Pout pretty patheticisms In her gingham bubble Center stage, her saga Doll's dance tale of inkstains chipped nails tumbled sweethearts and rain-ruined picnics Flawless tragedienne Mane tossing in dismay Lipstick pouting Mascara swimming in plastic button-eyed tears. |