As beautiful as a flickering star
Dripping in gold chains—
A noose choker tight around your pretty little neck.
Body in perfect form:
Boobs, butt, bronze skin.
Silky hair oozing a delectable chemical scent—
The envy of your peers with high heels stabbed in your back,
But that pretty face won’t show emotion wrapped in cellophane
With knives respectively pointed in the direction of your face.
It’ll just be a scratch, oh, but it will be worth it.