Dark Poetry #5 |
Lover's Banquet |
DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
heart shaped twisters cut a swath through my desires raising the dead in me casting shadows which hide me from what I do night crawlers slither from their soiled homes as my spade severs the slow ones in pieces Though hung by the neck his body was still firm as I pulled him up from the depths of his grave Consuming the last of him was an act I could not restrain the closer to the bone the sweeter was the meat With each morsel I chewed the taste of my lover's lips rolled over my tongue he spent his last with her now I spend my last with him It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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maddorani1991 Junior Member
since 2013-03-21
Posts 20 |
Awwww...its bittersweet |
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