“You’re next!”
I heard the call
Oh, so hexed —
I want it all
Until I’m vexed
Then it’s so much garbage
Ashes Dust Mirage
Floating wet into stillness
Don’t be upset
Or act out your mental illness
When seeing her picture
On my wall In my wallet
“You’re next” That’s all you can be
Don’t expect to be what she
Will always be to me