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Haunting Fell Shadows
A haunting fell shadow touching the ground
in the anatomy of a heron dressed in a corset
of a requiem watching the moon rise
tormented souls wearing patches of the dead
walking across lagoons were shadows fed
screaming in delirium
deboning marrow of twilight soup bones
floating in the graves of blood's charade
in a coquettish amputation of castration
giving in to the genitalia's labia majora
and the harrowing of the screaming clitoris
of death's obliteration
in the anatomy of a heron dressed in a corset
in the anatomy of a heron dressed in a corset
of a requiem watching the moon rise
tormented souls wearing patches of the dead
walking across lagoons were shadows fed
screaming in delirium
deboning marrow of twilight soup bones
floating in the graves of blood's charade
in a coquettish amputation of castration
giving in to the genitalia's labia majora
and the harrowing of the screaming clitoris
of death's obliteration
in the anatomy of a heron dressed in a corset
Published 16th Aug 2023
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17th Aug 2023 00:06am
I can't get that pic out of my head. I say my mom's illness is a demon. Very dark poem but very good.
17th Aug 2023 00:09am
Thank you. Dark is not for everyone, and neither is vanilla. I write dark only because it entertains me.
