She’s putting on her makeup now

She’ll beat you.

She’ll steal from you.

She’ll have you wishing

that your dreams hadn’t

turned into such a nightmare.

She’ll caress you.

She’ll console you,

then she’ll  put a bullet

in your head.

That will be it.

You will be there dead

in her arms, a place you

always told her that you

wanted to be, one day.

She took you literally.

She never got caught.

They never even suspected

that a man like me could go

missing. Oh well.