Eyes that seek the you inside,
deep within your soul
stare into your essence,
to drown your self control.
Words soft spoken, lips of blood,
fingertips of hate
mindless in dementia
through hell to desecrate.
Loosed again, to kill anew
vengeance to be fed
to taste again the terror
of lambs in silence, dead.
Listen for his footsteps
await his bloodied breath
as he feeds upon your flesh
in his fest of frenzied death.
Author notes
Prompt - The Silence of the Lambs
A contest entry
- Movie Titles by Metaphorist.
900 points, ended November 17, 2008, 12 entries
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Comments
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Are you actually speaking for Hannibal, the character in the films or what would normally eat lambs, like a wolf? I don't know. But I enjoyed this piece. Great diction and dark elements. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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