crocodile

a little death
for you little girl
and for you
you sweet sad thing
farewell to your tears
and dysfunctional ways
put down your glass of wine
and i'll kindly escort you out
you see the party has shifted
the atmosphere has morphed
and you don't quite fit in here
anymore
a little death...
there are wire hangers a-plenty
for you to wail about
somewhere else
better yet, a nap even?
shall i wrap you tidy
in a soft cloth
o little doll
and place you gently
in the bottom drawer?
your sarcophagus for now~
the others, i am sure
shall be grateful for thine company
a little death