A set of cards can have an elegant symbolism,
she can slit her wrists with a card edge,
it’ll sting, like a gaping paper cut across her wrist,
bleeding red blood with hearts and spades along with diamonds and clubs.

Drawing them on the floor and then licking it up,
the ink staining her tongue, black then red.
Falling down the rabbit hole, a speared heart smashing her chest,
her screams stain the air, dandelions wilting,
she lies on the floor, no grass no more.

Blue blood on a white face, will it stain?
She’s dragged to her feet, walks like a doll–not at all.
Taken to a millipede smoking a mushroom pipe,
he strokes her hair, wipes the blood off her face,
and orders her taken to the queen.

She’s thrown down to a pair of red slippered feet,
blue eyes staring blankly into space ‘DISRESPECTFUL!’
roars the queen kicking the body below her,
‘off with her head’ is hissed the malicious order.

They take her to the cutting block,
a grinning spade raises his axe,
she blinks, starts to hack,
and a liquid, a color like red,
comes spilling from the gash in her head.