Dark Poetry #1 |
Hunger |
Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas |
It's dark again, another day slept through. Must be working late hours, or something. Can't remember. Just writing in my diary again; letters to myself waiting for me to write back. Hmph. Next thing you know I'll be talking to myself. Hungry. Empty fridge. And the roaches scuttling inside are looking mighty tasty. Sick, bastard, real sick. Strange dreams again, violent and elusive. Feel icky and funky. Oh Christ!!! Went to wash up. Blood on my face and black skin under my nails! So hungry. Splashed water on my face. Some blood trickled in my mouth. Hungry. Craving more. Alicat |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Ummmm, Alicat ? Is this you on the weekends? Should I come clean out your frig for you, dear? You just let me know !! Frightful piece I must say ! What a sick lunatic ! (Not you Alicat - your character in the story) LOL ------------------ - poet FemmeFatale "The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone..." Henrik Ibsen (1826-1906) Norwegian dramatist lyric poet |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I hate to ask this? Could you be a vampire, my dear? You might want to call the vampire doctor and get the vampire cat scan...... (very good poem by the way!) |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
i always love a good vampyre poem...and you tackled it from such an unusual angle, Alicat ! |
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Majere Junior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 32 |
Nice job! (sounds funny to say that considering the theme of the poem.) ------------------ Such is the way to immortality ;) |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
Please Isis...Micheal....forgive me ! 67 ! |
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