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The beast in the beauty.

by  laurafraser

Posted: Monday, October 10, 2005
Word Count: 100

Neurotic cats whine outside my door
like drunken skeletons lurking
under the sky and inbetweenthehouses,
as they stumble down the streets,
their rattling joints knocking together
as furless bodies shine:
Beauty and its Beast.

Whisps of the sun dance through the willows lean branches,
a girl and a man start to kiss,
as a woman who’s old giggles to herself
whilst an earthquake causes some noise,
and meadows with cows in crack
like a scab that starts to bleed,
red lips settle on a face of pure grace:
The Beast of the Beauty –
Or the Beauty of the Beast.