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A SONNET FOR LILITH

Tonight the forlorn raven sang
Upon my quill and parchment  
 
The gallows call to me
To take my place
Inside my shallow grave
So brackish, the vermin
Swarm over me
Beneath the hanging tree  
 
I vomited blood on the page
As a sonnet set to flame  
 
Lilith is the succubus of my dreams
As the haunted moon crests those pregnant skies
The wolves rending the night with winter screams
Worrying the quivering flesh tonight  
 
Weep not for Lilith worship her instead
As nocturnal beasts fall under her spell
They gather offerings living and dead
When the time comes she drags them all to Hell  
 
Amidst laments of death there's laughter
As she leads the sheep unto the slaughter  
 
And she still comes to me
Ghost beyond bars
A prism in a star
My time is coming soon
For love so true
Guilt and murder for you  
 
SO MANY BODIES
SUCH LITTLE TIME
THEY TAKE ME OUT
TO THE HANGING TREE  
 
It's time for me to dance and sway
Like the wind of golden days
Tonight the forlorn raven sang
Upon my quill and parchment
 
Written by HadesRising
Published | Edited 8th Mar 2023
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©2023 Frank Green
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