Slum Queen

I just returned from the lair of
the Slum Queen I’m told
Where she cursed and stomped
and demanded ten-fold
Her nails will put screws in your soul
Purple and blue, whichever would do

She’s twisted and short
And quick to retort
She’s hollow and thick
And knows every trick

Stay back take your time
Don’t intrude on her space.
She’ll dance on your grave
She’ll spit in your face

As she slides down the road
She clings to her sack
She stole part of you
That you’ll never get back

Don’t meet her gaze
Don’t challenge her stare
Don’t chase her down
She’ll strip your soul bare

As you dash from darkness to light
Your robber continues to groan
Remember her vanishing words in the night
'Come back and I’ll turn you to stone'

Dan Blix