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Within The Serpent's Eye
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Within The Serpent's Eye |
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sullivanthepoet.com Member
since 2007-06-28
Posts 154Devon, England |
I watch, the nicotine stained organza of evening as it casts its wreaths on the body of the dying light, the hip sweet, detail dissolving stench of inevitable evening, as it sucks the juice from my sight, the darkling oppression as it steals, touching close, to gulp the air and drown my lungs in fluid night. I watch... It watches... It knows I am alone. I listen, for my black winged serpent iof solitude to come, acreep, among my half mad, half imagined fears, for its rise, quick, on silent wings, a liquid, living shadow among the suffocating gloom it nears, for unseen fangs, afleck with anticipation, glist'ning in a wetly voracious maw like quicksilver tears. I listen... It listens... It knows I am alone. I feel, as the loathsome hellworm strikes, black, savage, throwing living coils, ice cold, about my soul, as it feeds, gluttonous; swallowing the black, gnawing rats of my half imagined miseries whole, as they flee, squealing half shadows on the edge of vision, among the rot and debris of my self control. I feel... It feels... It knows I am alone. I smell, its suffocating scent of raw loneliness as as it throws acid tendrils into the dank recesses of my mind, its hot musk of companionship, a lost memory, tearing at the muscles of my aching heart confined, its well meant hot razors of perfume as they make me crave again the sweet aromas left behind. I smell... It smells... It knows I am alone. I taste, the sweet cloying warmth of this terrifying darkening which hangs on my tongue like honeydew spit, the hell hot, scalpel tart light of once benign possession as it curdles, rank, in the throat it once slit, the faint remembered tang of constant companionship burning livid scars into the tongue it once bit. I taste... It tastes... It knows I am alone. I know, this darkness; so ask not to take it from me, for it is me and I am it and without it I will surely die, this torch you would light that I may bathe in its glow, but do not bring it close for its flames lie, this bitter freedom conveyed in solitude and what liberty lies therein... Within the serpent's eye! I know... It knows... It knows we are alone! www.sullivanthepoet.com |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Wow. I really like what you do--and normally, I am kind of a gestapo of the adjective (I find over-use of adjectives rather cloying) but that is not the case with you. I will be reading more of you, Mr. Sullivan.  And I know I won't be alone. (interesting format) very nice! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I feel, as the loathsome hellworm strikes, black, savage, throwing living coils, ice cold, about my soul, as it feeds, gluttonous; swallowing the black, gnawing rats of my half imagined miseries whole, as they flee, squealing half shadows on the edge of vision, among the rot and debris of my self control. I feel... It feels... It knows I am alone. hmmmm, maybe you should take a nap???? seriously...astounding and grimly demonic possive words, which cool just enough to allow the effects of each vison, to engulf and play tricks on the mind what a marathon of intense and compelling notoriety....amazing and stunning read.... |
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sullivanthepoet.com Member
since 2007-06-28
Posts 154Devon, England |
Thanks guys... Glad you enjoyed it... |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
This was an excellent, spell binding read, Sullivan. The descriptiveness captured within each of the stanzas ... flowing along with the various senses and combined with the repetative, yet poignant closing line for each was extraordinarily well done. Very much enjoyed this. Best wishes, /Kit |
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sullivanthepoet.com Member
since 2007-06-28
Posts 154Devon, England |
Kit, you really are too kind - I am gratified you enjoyed it = Mike |
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