The She Thief Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
The She Thief
The she thief
Far away, overseas,
On island, a she thief,
Knows the way to steal.
I, here, silent, numb,
Try to behave dumb,
And enjoy bleedings.
Vampire she must be,
Her long fangs go too deep
In my veins, corpse, unseen.
My heart is in her palm,
She winds it and unwinds
Makes it pump and throb.
I have asked the angels
To be my messengers,
Go, enter her place:
"And tell her it is me."
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