the plight of little peach

the price was set,

yet the look

of stone upon his face

was never broken.

nine sharp 

or he would no longer consider

being a savior.

the crisp,clean lines 

and edges 

of armani

told

komomo 

all she needed to know.

there would be no time 

for sorrow.

she walked through

the marketplace

eyeing tasty treats

and sweet meats

while visions of a golden sunset

gently reminded little peach

of nocturnal necessities.

brilliant lies

had gotten her thus far

but the encounter ahead

would soon turn childhood

into a woman

and allow her to feed

a weeping future.

her stomach roared

while her heart pounded

silent screams

that drowned out the reality 

of her emptiness.

"you will be nothing."

abandonment and shame...

yet she had to be something

for them.

she mouthed the rules

as she walked into the devil's den.

white faced

for a special event,

forty-two kay yen.

was it enough?

 more honor

would be left at the door

as she disrobed.
"anata wo shiawase ni agetai desu."
a wicked grin
spread across his face.
she was on time
and wanted to make him happy.
all he wanted
was his money's worth
before the horrendous smelling incense
burns out.