The pond's
still,
shallow
surface
curtained by
branched
intertwined ballroom dancers
shelters a
nymph
with glowing
hair
and skin
stretched thin
from her last
meal.
Speckled
flowers
pale greens soft
pinks
markers travelers follow
where she can
feed
from their
greed,
drink from
their vanity,
consume their
sins.
The
unassuming paradise
a specious graveyard of vice
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