No! I won't sing sweet lullabies to you.
Don't my crimson nails look awfully nice?
Oh! Look how they play on your face.
(I absolutely adore the look of terror in your eyes
and your smooth gooey blood
that sticks to my fingertips.)
Erotic.
Almost.
Tonight (baby), you are sleeping in Hell.
Author notes
for (baby)
Yes! I am a David Lynch fan...
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Yikes!!! I hope "he" didn't make a fatal mistake... Wouldn't want those last thoughts to be regrets!!! Some pulpy fiction... here- eeewwwww!!!


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He may be in hell, but not sleeping
, especially if your nice crimson nails are playing on his face and drawing smooth gooey blood.
Very strange write
Good luck in the contest,
Sassy -
LOL...I like how you put 'Yes, I'm a David Lynch fan'.
This wasn't what I expected thats for sure, but for a dark poem it wasn't that bad. Bringing blood to it and a twistness that repels some is good.
Nice job!



