Posed like black Jesus
In a black walled room.
Curly black locks,
A short black skirt,
And black high heels.
Solemn, still, black plastic
Headed for a black redemption
On the black oak table.
She’s bearing a black cross
Of isolation, black exclusion
From black paint.
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