Red, Red, Black, Black, Red, Red

Wardrobe filled with white and grey, drawers full of black stockings and silky panties. Blond fluff soaked with raindrops and whispers. Goddess- shaped alabaster body lying on the kitchen floor. Blue eyes hidden in a fog, shiny, carmine lips half open, sipping wine from a man’s hand. Bony wrist decorated with a golden watch that stopped at twelve o’clock. Bedroom air perfumed with roses. A dried daisy on the nightstand. Call her Elizabeth and count to fifty. Listen to her steps fading in the hallway.