look at me
Look at my legs My feet My face.
The beaten bruises Hidden By hosiery and stiletto The dripping off Concealer
Look at my eyes Bloodshot and Frenzied In vengeful rage And righteous fury.
Look me in the eye As you spit upon Me and My grave.
Gaze upon me My feminine wiles —that are perhaps called Uranian— Look at My battered heels Torn up stockings Ragged dress
Look at me As I Rise from the Grave you made Me Dig.