Supermodel Cannibals Poem by Kevin Patrick

Supermodel Cannibals

Killer in a Kimono, from a New York Fashion friar Indigenous to sued, leather and floral ensemble armor
Looks good in Italian, when cultivating false impressions
style tailor for the courts, in a boho from the Antilles
but underneath’s a pretty savage, decorated with mascara

When you land in the jungles, of the catwalks of Paris
You better get an expert, survival guide at your service
It’s a treacherous environ, full of vicious sophist jaguars
Machetes are insurance for the fauna of fashion liars
And protection for the tribe of petite la femme noirs
She’s Size 1 pancake doll, cooped up licking, supermodel cannibal

Makes a coup in channel when she’s hunting under thirty
Leeching lipstick painted raw, with the odor of strawberries
Runs a cover-up in makeup, behind a tan line from Cannes Can Headhunting is her specialty, hitting one night players with daiquiris Back to her rented maisonette she scopes them raw on a rotisserie

My Fear is the attraction that is the wreak of her pelvis
Limbs caged to mutiny against the weight of gravity
But with innate resilience, she’s abstinent of duress
When she comes off the runway I have to navigate quietly
Or I’ll be meat for an arrow that’ll make next week’s cavity

She has quite with a stair with her sunglass eyes
Bikini wax Brazilian, makes her taboo desensitized
Eats more in her looks, then what she pays in a dress
Is always running coolly when she’s fired under duress
Because it pays to have a habit that is tastier than sex

No sniffing from mirrors just ripping a thorax

It complicates her posture, if the world saw her swallow
meals for the uncivilized, good tastes is for the shallow
She’s a Lavender lion, who’ll only chew when it’s needed
Behind a black Curtin where it’s her customary practice Fighting for her entrées to keep her alpha girl statues
Entertainments is entrapment for a supermodel cannibal

“Here she comes, I better run, her skirts undone, it’s an open blouse, patent silk draped with lace, is that A wolfenstein? ”
AHHHHHHHHHHHH”



COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mj Lemon 31 August 2015

This poem really is brilliant...a true gem. as I read through, I kept hearing the NY Dolls...you have a gift for lyrics.

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Ben Burger 23 October 2011

The poem is long, but it is worth the read. It is brillant, it truly is. The honesty and passion of it is remarkable. I do believe that models are terrible for what they do to stay that. It is amazing, this poem. Keep it up

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