The Goth Chick
Dark of hair, pale of skin
Chin cupped in fishnet-gloved palm
The Goth girl sits on the stairs,
An object of brooding calm.
Pierced eyebrow raised in boredom
Black lips drawn to reveal a mocking sneer
She taps a combat boot-clad foot
Deaf to many a jeer.
Who is she, beneath the shadowy façade?
Behind the obstinate, indifferent wall?
Is she any different on the inside?
Will she divulge her secrets at all?
incomplete! this sounds so incomplete!
ReplyDeletebut iLike.
is it incomplete? what do you mean?
ReplyDeleteit's an abrupt end.
ReplyDeletelike, you want to add more but you left it out.