s. teresa

red rose water
subtle shimmers in
the bar light
and lingers
on the lips
of the cursed

color of the hearse
with matched purse
and pearls fucked
right off,
she tends

tender
doesn't visit
and precious
gave way
to waif graves

gaily,
she stays on
the edge of
their visions

read rosaries
after all
the sins were
pledged

she keeps
the unwanted