Beneath Fall Leaves

A poem about a dead girl

Beneath fall leaves,
she lay exposed.
Abandoned here,
to decompose.
Inside her killer,
a darkness grows.
Cuts off her fingers
and her toes.
Plucks out her eyes
but leaves her nose.

He longs to snip the golden curls
that grace her lovely head.
The passing time, changes his mind
hacks off her ears instead,
then blugens her pink mouth into,
a gory smudge of red.
She'd still be chained just like the others
if she hadn't fled.
He'd warned them what would happen,
and now she lay here dead.