Snapshot

Desperately seeking
sexiness, she
had done cumulative damage
to her animal heart
by lunging after acceptance
from unworthy men.
Donned imaginary
lures and fished.  There was
something baitlike
about her, a hook hidden
within that was not
well-disguised, was easily avoided,
and those who bit
took at least
a little piece of her, some
a big piece of her, with them,
and what was left wriggled
with volition that
did not seem
to be her own.