La Petite Mort

a small pale child dressed as the grim reaper
jaw dropped    eyes rolled back    teeth bared
to effect terror

a speeding train over thin ice
pulling into a station
waiting 6 seconds
you are missing it

the scene is in black and white
a pale man in dark clothes across the platform, rose in hand
a blaring red rose

another train comes
you let it pass
he is gone

when you close your eyes    his grey angular face
let your jaw drop    roll your eyes back    bare your teeth
effect pleasure

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