Ivory smeared on
glass
OH, grave where
is your victory. OH
death where is
your sting
A small image in white
a child kneels within
the shadow of a cross
Angry grease on bumper
Bring it on Satan
Through a large soapy heart
and a simple printed name
his dark eyes locked tight
his blank face, unreadable
I love you Princess
Stoical features
he's weeping nonetheless