Black curls unfold into untouched crevices
pitched tar screaming around corners
vibration echoes rapid, teasing
Grasping shadowed hands reach
to insanity’s oblivion
shattering
Shards race a million reflected fires
Crimson pools at fears crypt
as each embed into your soul
supped fresh for nightmare’s wraith
In a list
A contest entry
- Dark Ghost by onesugar.
1000 points, ended June 1, 7 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This was intense and had me holding my breath
excellent take on the prompt
Thank you for entering and good luck
~sugar~



