Gothic by New Members Poems

But sin is an effort to gain the ecstasy and the
 knowledge that pertain alone to angels and in
 making this effort man becomes a demon.” (Arthur Machen, 1904)
 
Poor thing, Clara, she was the perfect child.
The old bathroom is stripped down to the bone,
The prettiest skirts, and her little scraped-up knees,
only broken tiles and cobwebs remaining.
 
AND her infectious smile. Oh, what a shame.
The yellow stain where an imported
The losses we suffer in times like these.
marble vanity probably used to be.
 
She...

But sin is an effort to gain the ecstasy and the
 knowledge that pertain alone to angels and in
 making this effort man becomes a demon.” (Arthur Machen, 1904)
 
Poor thing, Clara, she was the perfect child.
The old bathroom is stripped down to the bone,
The prettiest skirts, and her little scraped-up knees,
only broken tiles and cobwebs remaining.
 
AND her infectious smile. Oh, what a shame.
The yellow stain where an imported
The losses we suffer in times like these.
marble vanity probably used to be.
 
She...