Red hair, white skin -
a woman's malcontent
is a visible tattoo for
the surgeon to remove.
Sylvia is smiling;
are you terrified?
Life is a switch on the wall.
Nine tries to get it right,
nine people to find her
barely breathing and
covered in worms and leeches -
gripping Death's white knuckled hand.
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Wow! Genuinely, genuinely enjoyed this! Brilliant balladry!
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