Dark Poetry #3 |
"quivers of nude" |
coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
"quivers of nude" the bats awaken with hunger for blood their slumber forsaken in cavernous flood a spell for the ages from eyes golden green ubiquitous cages of souls that have been lusting for vigor his shivering bite squeezes your trigger into the black night as fever is driven to quivers of nude your essence is given as his is renewed beyond all wisdom of pleasure and pain delirium waves come again and again virginity swollen in absence of light is innocence stolen by bloodless delight the bats are descending as church bells proclaim new converts pretending the night is to blame "The greatest of all faults is to be conscious of none." |
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SPIRIT Senior Member
since 2002-12-29
Posts 1745California Desert |
I'm shooting right from the gut.....This is absolutely brilliant. Did I like it? You betcha! Of course I'm not stepping out in the dark of night in the near future. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Thanks, Spirit. It follows another "vein" if you'll pardon the pun. Sort of a sequel to "bitten" a post from Dark 2001. coyote "The greatest of all faults is to be conscious of none." |
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