The Devil's Blacklist

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Book excerpt

The Ballerina in the Snow Globe

She dances like a ballerina in a snow globe

Dandelions are adding

lyrics to the sound of Mozart

The splashes of watercolors were hanging above her elegance

She glides for forgiveness

and sways for sobriety

The tinsel around her fury spirit is no longer sparkling

She is twirling and spinning for a numb audience

The atmosphere is toxic

The ambiance in the snow globe is desolate

At the end of the ballet only one rose was thrown

in front of her feet

God threw it with all his might

Her tears fell to the floor like a tidal wave

She only needed to dance for herself

Scraping Arrogance

Slapping the vanity

Presumptuous to the brim

Scalding hot from the smugness

Overbearing and trite

Turning the nail to the left

like a screw in a headboard

Watching the confidence

disappear into consequences

Fabrications built like kingdoms

Casting out disdain and remarks

Scraping the bottom layer

Pounding the nerves of arrogance

Seeking hollow praise

Self-worshipping a glass chin

Bound to shatter soon