She’s Sue Storm
the once seemingly downtrodden
the once deemed “damsel in distress”
daring to probe and provoke
questions to chip-engulfed
blinded folk
~~~~~
Her music and madness
headphones and script are her finest form of weaponry
her Artillery
her saving Grace
~~~~~
Bang Bang Bang
shot gun goodbyes
and brief cradle holds
prison locked and shell shocked
oh, but she’s equipped
~~~~~
she prefers to dwell in her own Universe
her own ideal capsulated world of peace and tranquility
because electro-brushed selfies
images of vanity,falsity
and alter personas of imagination and delusion
whilst witnessing a Touch of disturbing illicit frolics,
was and is not much of a thrill
~~~~~
Makeup and making out
was and never will be her imperative pursuits
music induces her deft pattern recognition
the predictability of
walking corpses
~~~~~
Sue Storm
invisible
yet insidious.
hidden yet very much aware
of What is really causing the blows,
the lows
the manipulative tactics of vultures lingering in the deep forests
possessing watchful eyes,
anticipating her next not-ever-existent fall
~~~~~~~~~~~~
She’s nobody’s fool
she keeps her cool
because
She’s Sue Storm
with a Bam Bam Bam
and her pocket full of Shazam.
*inspired by the character ”Sue Storm” in Marvel’s “Fantastic Four”- I found a part of me that can relate to her. “Shazam” is a music app for those of you lovelies who are unfamiliar with the reference :)) don’t ya’ll just weep during shot gun goodbyes ; (?! whether exiting a mustang or beat up Buick -they always sad!!