Lydia Poem by Robin Perkins

She's bald
She wears a crown with shiny scales
as bright as Christmas lights
and Time Square streets at night
She's fat
her skin is sequined red
and other hues with yellow stripes
like icing on a cake's blue dotted line
She lives under canopy of hay
and hooves façade in winter moons
She spends her summer days in sunny places
on palm beach trees
and evergreens
She's coy
She hides with jet black eyes
that glint
and shoot like mad headlights
She's Lydia
(She did once live at Almighty field
made one big mistake she lost her way
and faked angel wings!)
She bites
and steals all innocence
She slithers like an oil spill
on vast marshmallow ocean cribs
She spews sweet potion with additives so potent
and addictive you'll want to come for more
and more until you're left with skin
and bones so brittle they crack
and fall with just one jiggle
She's Lydia
She has bright red orange metal detector tail
with silky tongue will lick your brains
and swallow you whole while wet with tears
She takes the golden plant of immortal youth
She sheds her skin, reborn again
She can't help herself
She'll always be the way she is
an everlasting
gold dust eater
She's Lydia -