Abrupt endings make me smile.

____________________________________

CONTRADICTIONS

Youthful curves,
Property of porcelain goddess.
Skin of addictive touch,
Scent of absolute fascination.
Eyes of indulgence,
Go ahead,
Drink until your heart aches.
A dizzying display of aptitude.
Citrus lips,
Full, ready, ripe.
Pursed,
In mimicry,
Of another.
A defense mechanism,
Or perhaps coping.
Hide the truth just deep enough
To avoid average attempts to ascertain authenticity.
To avoid uncovering an authentically purulent tongue.
An instinct
To rival that of the lemming.
For once a few words dive headlong to death
Quickly the rest rush to join.
She is general to the undead,
Advisor to demons,
Constituent of succubi....
All unwittingly.
And so, like an untrained dog,
She continues
To shit where she sleeps.
__________________________________________