it’s crystal chandeliers shattered s h i n i n g on the marble floor. rosé inside champagne flutes, blood red seeds and half-dried fruits; bed of riches, drapes of g r e e d , chaise of velvet vanity, strings of pearl in p o o l s and pools, forests’ worth of lovesick fools; loud and lewd, lascivious, purely pompous and promiscuous; a drag on gold teeth, o p a q u e smoke rise to cloudy h e a v e n s. ( x )












