Faeries

You speak of fairies

Or tiny winged creatures

With glossy wings

Puffing

Little hair

Soft

Like a baby chick

Eyes

Of melted mist

Body

Of a hot woman

You do not know

Of what you speak

.

The creatures

Once feared

The butt of every

Human mistake

The blamed

The called

“Trickster”

Put to light fancy

And children’s tales

Said to be

Humanoid

Those

Fay

 .

They have tricked

The modern world

Through Hollywood

And stories of small

In their cute

Their

Beauty

Everyone

Has forgotten

What they used to be

Known as;

Child thieves

Tricksters

And worse

.

The icy hands

Of reality

Are burned away

By the heat

And fervor

Of the

Cinema

But the water

Drips

Faintly

Lightly

Where none can hear

The story of what

Fay

Used to be

Is evaporating

So now most

Do not know

Of what they speak

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