She Masks her frailty
In layers of animosity
Cynical of all behavior
She’s her own creator
Valuing mythical tales
Which sustain her days
Her fantasy circus life
Burying her manic cries
Coating her limbs black
With the cigar she packs
Fumes of toxic madness
Swell her minds absence
Jaded by lifes customs
And peoples dullness
She lives a fairy tale life
A fable she devised


(Found photo here)