Whaddya take me for
whaddya take me for
whaddya think me for...
The one eyed penis cried tears
that watered the seed,
Sun House, the heat
will burn your eyes out,
Ice circus, stone ghost,
the grotesqueries growing embonpoint
the bloody blooming breats
into flora, flowers, fruit...
From the world of dark and depraved,
She gave of flesh voracious and
grave,
follow into the night...
Darkness, madness
pupils vacant
in their nipples
moisture painted mirrors filled
lips without head
shiney shiney shrine
of insanity's flesh
distilled and bled...
Monsoon skin rain sheets
cover flayed and braided leather
together here painfulness moon
where the "gods" have no name...
Sacred quincunx red
blood cunt, vagina
hematite offal...
Black lightning,
grasping fire
carnal charnel
cooking desire
pyre and kiss
madness of the soul
Heaven's Hell,
Hell's candy...
Scent of incest incense
ulcerated, venereal chancre
rain, brain grey fog matter
sheen of sanity stripped away...
I bought you, you brought me,
everyone wants the dream to be
reality,
sweets and abjection.
c fjm
whaddya take me for
whaddya think me for...
The one eyed penis cried tears
that watered the seed,
Sun House, the heat
will burn your eyes out,
Ice circus, stone ghost,
the grotesqueries growing embonpoint
the bloody blooming breats
into flora, flowers, fruit...
From the world of dark and depraved,
She gave of flesh voracious and
grave,
follow into the night...
Darkness, madness
pupils vacant
in their nipples
moisture painted mirrors filled
lips without head
shiney shiney shrine
of insanity's flesh
distilled and bled...
Monsoon skin rain sheets
cover flayed and braided leather
together here painfulness moon
where the "gods" have no name...
Sacred quincunx red
blood cunt, vagina
hematite offal...
Black lightning,
grasping fire
carnal charnel
cooking desire
pyre and kiss
madness of the soul
Heaven's Hell,
Hell's candy...
Scent of incest incense
ulcerated, venereal chancre
rain, brain grey fog matter
sheen of sanity stripped away...
I bought you, you brought me,
everyone wants the dream to be
reality,
sweets and abjection.
c fjm
Author notes
"A taste of macabre," how could I resist such a title...it was nice to see word macabre rather than the overly used "horror" (and it expands the possibilities as the two terms aren't exactly the same)...A taste, hmmm, and the exquiste art/photo upon the "contest's" cover page; I felt like "food"
and the act of types of eating et. al., hence, "Hell
Candy."
("Zhar Psalm" is simply the title of my file for my macabre material)
A contest entry
- A taste of macabre. by FlaviusArrianus.
600 points, ended May 2, 2007, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I, love, the different words that you use, some of my favorites where :embonpoint, voracious, depraved, quincunx, and veneral.
The imagry that you used in this poem was exquisite, although it didn't really give me chills- you made a point to illustrate to me what you thout a taste of macabre would be.
I definitely felt chaos- and darkness.
Great write

