Pretty Teeth

Here she might smile.

Smile with pretty teeth.

Lips peeled back to reveal what's underneath.

Sharp, yellowed in some spots, but shiny none-the-less.

There might even be a hint of broken bones that give way to maybe some bad breath.

And she is here. Monstrous.

Eyes that pierce through the dark, yellow, and gleaming like a wolf's might.

Nose wrinkles, gaze hard. She's got a hunger and you're involved.

Involved in the heart tearing transgressions.

In which her faith is shook.

Involved in catering to her obsessions,

Because she's no open book.

And with all her claws and teeth, she'll tear you so.

To make up for her father's mistake,

one you'll never know.

And so in this inhuman shape, she'll give wake to all the things that give her power to take and take,

so when the human shape comes back, she'll never wake to horror and sadness all around. Because the only horror and madness that comes is furred in black and growls.

Growls with teeth, all too sharp.

Pretty demon. A beast so big, it'd eat your heart.