apparently i can't write anything that's not sad anymore. it's a curse.
PLEASE HEED THESE WARNINGS BEFORE READING: this is NOT a light read. it is dark and heavy, and includes themes of rape, pedophilia and the objectification of women and young girls, specifically those in "showbiz".
also, i don't own hairspray, nor do i make any money from this piece (unless, of course, you'd like to throw money at me. i'm not objecting).
precious little girl, they call her,
amber amber amber, with eyes like the stone
gleaming bright, orange-brown.
a gem.
and god, is she gorgeous. a shining star,
so beautiful to look at, to hold, to stare at each sparkling side
until they tire of her and move on to emerald,
to ruby, sapphire and diamond,
until their hands have rubbed over each precious stone,
tainted them with their dirtied, calloused skin and
stunk out their very air with their foul stench.
dirty little whore, they call her,
amber amber amber, the little slut from the show
where she dances so intoxicatingly.
so fuckable.
and god, would they fuck her, if it weren't illegal;
so addictive in their fantasies, with her perky, pretty breasts,
still a girl, but shhh! they hiss,
it doesn't matter. it's not illegal to think about it,
is it? she doesn't know about their thoughts; doesn't need to.
she will not be tainted, ruined, destroyed by their desires.
not yet.
my little girl, they call her,
amber amber amber, almost a daughter-in-law
or a friend, or a girlfriend.
almost theirs.
and god, she still looks so stunning. breathtakingly beautiful,
even at seventeen, still retaining the youthful innocence she had
at thirteen, when their hands first clasped around their vipers
and cobras and mambas and refused to let go until
that infectious, addictive poison spread, uncontrollable.
oh little lady, they call her,
amber amber amber, trapped in the cage
she has accidentally built for herself.
caught at last.
and god, she is even more mouth-watering, more delicious in real life;
their fantasies spur them on, knowing they can have her at last,
legally.
they take away her shine.
their hands rub over each precious stone,
taint her with their dirtied, calloused skin and
stink out her very air with their foul stench.
and amber never forgets.