With one hand, Prince Charming
is attaching the second film clip
to the end of a reel of shiny
negatives, hangs it on a line to dry
& in the other hand he’s grasping
nothingness, with its skin
flaking off, choking its below-
average shaft ‘til it develops
rosy lavender & burnt umber
bruises, same colors as bruises
he watches develop on negatives
of film, pried the film canister from
FUBAR camera, agonizingly
hard while doing it & greedily
anticipating his fairytale ending
materializing but the fantasies
are the ideal so he’s gotta keep
her there, in the clutches
of his fucked up mind, barbaric
moans, digs his too-long dirt-encrusted
jagged fingernails into Princess’s
carcass & thrusting to release
the flashes of the reel of images
in mind, imprinted trauma of
his First Abandonment in trashed trailer.
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