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Slayer Slain Slay I.
Sing to me, Watcher, of the women supernatural,
the line unending of those Chosen to Slay.
Many mouths of hell they’ve seen and learned their ways,
many pains they’ve suffered, driven time and again
by fate, fighting to save their lives and peoples.
Write their stories, Watcher, heir to duty,
start from where you will--
II.shoes
I’ve got shoes on the mind
as I stalk through gravesville
population undead’s going downdon’t tell Xander
but I’m thinking about
superheroes--superheroines? super women heroes?
superheroes-who-are-women
and how they always
fight in heelsit’s totally not fair
they must have their heels glued to their feet
to pull it off
Giles insists I’ll break my neck
if I keep tryingSlaying: not for the weak of wardrobe
real clothes and monster goo non-mixy things
so I hide Giles-approved outfits deep in my closet
including sneakers
pathetic much?Willow doesn’t get it
(style’s not her strong suit)
I feel good when I look good
(I’m not trying to impress the vamps)
anyway, sneakers make me look shortThis just in
All Slay and no play makes Buffy sad
next thing you know I’ll be wearing tweedIII.
The Master free! so dead he’ll kill everyone so much for being the hero here i am dying I dream her dying strength drowning do you want to be strong? No! yes no Yes! i can’t I can this meant to be? meant to be so pitiful a poor death sorry, Giles I will do better i screwed up I will go out fighting Slayer slain Slaying many evil beings don’t want my sisters will dream of me please glory undying I will live, live, live oh god forever and ever yes too young the unbroken chain not like this they will remember me air honor me, I will inspire no Mr. Zabuto sir I have been Chosen! (the Slayer is dead) (long live the Slayer) IV.
O monsters all run away
For she’s trained and out to kill
The Slayer’s gift is to SlayWatch her work both night and day
‘Pointy’ is her stake and skill
O monsters all run awayChosen she is here to stay
Her past sisters’ shoes to fill
The Slayer’s gift is to SlayDuty has the final say
It she fearless will fulfill
O monsters all run awayFeelings lead one far astray
Such distractions do one ill
The Slayer’s gift is to SlayWatcher tells her to obey
Calling’s honor demands will
O monsters all run away
The Slayer’s gift is to Slay.V.
look, Pink Ranger I’m the Slayer, you’re the spare we don’t need you here Mr. Zabuto sent me here dere is a dark power risin’ Buffy, dere’s no need for ya fear t’ough ya boyfriend be surprisin’ no friends? no family? Miss Perfect Slayer, I know you have emotions somewhere emotion be weakness to Slay dere’s no room for fightin’ yaself when fightin’ monsters: make dem pay put all ya feelings on a shelf anger does not to the Dark Side lead passion makes a better fighter when dis is over will you show me how to use a crossbow? hold the fort: I have to rescue Angel ya are a fool I have to--
VI.
even de tought of
me sisters not break de spell
her eyes sing me(peace)
VII.
There was a poor girl from Boston
who became suddenly awesome
Kakistos then came
and much to her shame
she couldn’t make murder cost him.There once was a Slayer named Faith
to Buffy she ran to be safe
once there, pretended
nothing upended
an act which they swallowed on faith.There once was a truth five by five
that Faith feared she wouldn’t survive
but they didn’t see
she needed to be
accepted in order to thrive.There was a Young Lady distressed
who by Wesley was not impressed
he was quite the fool
to stick by the rule
and soon was the one most distressed.
VIII.
Want, take, have that’s my motto Uh, Faith, I think the nice vampire’s dead now, you can stop come on, Buffy, loosen up a little aren’t you tired of being Miss Goodie Two Shoes all the time? I’m not boring! I do exciting things like wear sneakers Want, take, have say it, Buffy don’t we deserve it? they owe us La la la I’m not listening want, take, have live a little, princess I’ve already died once want, take, have want, take, have want, take, have want that crossbow want that crossbow take that crossbow take that crossbow have that crossbow have that crossbow kick ass five by five we’re superior yes what am I doing? doing what feels good this doesn’t feel good this is bad bad Buffy bad fuck rules fuck Watchers, fuck destiny girl deserves a break now and then oh shit oh shit oh shit I can’t do this sorry, Faith, but what the hell do you think you’re doing? want, take, have fuck you, golden girl I’m been a have-not and I’m not going back ever again IX.
A Slayer’s duty
is to Slay; her Watcher she
must always obeyWesley, you prick, you’ve driven
her away; the Watcher’s job--A Watcher’s duty
is to direct; the Slayer
needs not be correctListen to me, you bastard
it’s all your fault she’s gone rogueSometimes a firm hand’s
necessary; a Watcher
must not love his chargeif you don’t love her, you have
failed in your most sacred chargeI don’t understand
the Council says quite clearly
to keep one’s distanceyou know what? screw you, and
screw the Council; I’ve had itBut Giles, I need you!
I mean, I am a fully
capable Watcher--Watcher’s duty is protect;
Slayer lives for more than SlayDeath her future and
her gift; strength a trap--
Watchers abuse itSing to me a better path
Sing her more than just a dream.
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