A/N: Ginny Weasley is a very damaged girl…

Lots of snogs to my lovely girlfirend. I love you baby…

Burn Baby Burn

arsonist Lolita

(lollipop in one hand
and matches in the other)

fragile redhead needs danger
but can't handle fire

too much damage
too many victims

(her over there
they
your next-door neighbour
you

me)

she kisses pretty girls in dark corridors at night
daytime even
in closets

she trembles
body binds, cuffs and chains on
and sometimes cries
(tears, blood and other people's bittersweet saliva)

hair is meant to be pulled
she grasps thick curls
trying to make them straight

(trying to make things straight)

denial and lack of self-knowledge
(and hidden anger
fits beneath the milky surface
leaving only a sour aftertaste)
justifies
others blood under her nails

every mistake is a image of her voodoo doll
some day soon
she'll pass for a cactus
oh yes
she surely will

at night she dreams of
naked floating bodies
in a swamp kissed by moonlight

(swaying
to the sound of
her drowning
in her own secret place)

she's sitting on her throne
holding her darling in her arms
her own precious baby doll
brown curls swaying in the water
while a darkhaired boy

plays with fire