This girl
is red-lipped, black-dressed
slaughtered someone for her
sharp-drawn eyeliner.

This girl
is smoke-eyed, narrowed violence
grinning manic over coffee and
too little sleep.

This girl is razor-sharp cyberpunk breakdown
ribbons for strangling and printer soldering
robot takeovers in a futuristic city still sore
from the tentacle sex and bondage
on a runaway punk rock fest.

This girl is grinning to herself and her earbuds
on the morning train no shame going back home
laptop jammed
under one arm
stiletto jammed
in one combat boot
lipstick on her neck.

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