New poem, just for fun. Once again, I'm not entirely sure this one belongs in macabre/horror, but nothing else really fits.
Eventually I'll add a picture. I don't have one right now, though.
There's a definite meter here, though it may feel wierd at first. This poem is a number motif; namely 3. (and 4, for the number of lines). The girl is 3, there are 3 syllables per line, the meter changes at every third stanza, etc. Rhyming is sporadic; it's not the point. I may tweak it more later, as I read it and decide I hate it. Yes, it's a little obscure; yes, it's supposed to be.
Edit: I took =swiftstick
's advice and changed the '...' at the end to a single period. I like it better like that.