Many moons have graced the sky
while I lay dormant, hidden away
from eyes to inept to comprehend
they try to impede my work, so
I rest...wait a while...until...
Time comes to pluck once more
pathetic beings from this land
their noxious souls,
surplus to their needs
the dead need nothing
want nothing,
are suddenly passive.
Time is frugal...to them.
They expose themselves
willingly to me
false smiles worn on tight lips
until instinct takes over
sudden screams expel
faces contort with pain
shock hits in trembling waves,
skin Satanically peeled from bone
shreds cast to rats
who's tiny tusks nibble hungrily
noses twitch looking for more
as wide eyes watch,
bleeding fear.
Vertebrates snap
impacted, crushed
hopes of survival drain
death has its moments....
Lacerated screeches become rattles
foam bubbling, brimming over blue lips
eyes darken as the spark leaves
releasing the soul to me.
A hushed still pervades
dancing lightly dawn unfolds,
signaling the end of my pursuits
for now...
Just sort of wrote itself really.
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
I look forward to reading your entry...hope its a dark one 
Was NOT expecting this.. The words and imagery are scary as hell! Excellent work! 
Glad you liked it 
nice right tho keep it up hun -huggles-
Holy hell!! No wonder this is wearing Gold in the Darkwrite Challenge hunny!! OMG... it's very intense and wicked cool!! I'm scared of the Satanic peeling of skin 
lol
