Foiled again, one
wonders when the beauty that
becomes her turned to different
bent and East Coast enterprise.

Secret meetings and

sordid sorcery entered
in where there was opening.

cut cut cut, then sweep sweep sweep


Mother making
memories, money, money,
serving up charcuterie
but failing care for her child,

Roping in tight
one who once had clearer sight,
she sees not source of sickness
she creates, perpetuates.
 

In a devil's
canyon moved one whose motive
misunderstood was prompted
by misunderstanding, his
receipt of reprimanding,

Shame projected
on him easily, preying
on haunted memory repressed
using mind control, duress.


These three things stand
separate but each springs forth
from common cause: perception
of poverty, guilt or lack.

Each thread must be
cut, culprits held to account.
Society must provide 
education inside out.