Made of cracked ribs and splintered bones,
You should never walk these paths alone.
I heard her whisper in my ear
All the nightmare things I need to fear.
Red slick flesh crawling over my skin,
Pressing, pushing against my eyes,
Pressure gouging, giving in; slipping inside.
Penetration, slide in and up; rip and tear.
You're velvet wrapped around me in the dark,
Soft and deadly sweet rubbing up against my heart.
Caged between my ribs it almost starts to beat,
Blood almost pumping through that hunk of useless meat.
Lilting voices tell me stories while I sleep
Of the things that slither on the other side,
Waiting to catch us where madness and sanity divide.
And of all the boys and girls they get to keep.
I was mine then theirs then yours.
Swallowed whole; writhing against the walls.
Trapped and collapsed with bone carved doors.
Part of you for evermore.
Please tell me what you think
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I really like the last stanza...but the whole poem is amazing..it sucks you in to read the whole thing...great job!
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I love the ryme in this here poem. Wonderful flow and detail work. I know what it is like to crack and splinter the bones. Awful foot problem because of it.
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Thank you so very much!
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this is very dark, some wonderful meloncholy imagery here, i enjoyed the read take care
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Thanks for the nice comment, I'm glad you enjoyed it
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This poem was great. It such such powerful imagry and it flows really well. I look foward to reading more of your work.
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Thank you so much!
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Holy fucking shit man this is creepy and awesome and uber!
*clings like a limpet*
Brilliant as always my dear!
Maria xoxox
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Hee thank you darling!
You have no idea how hard it was for me to use the word 'penetration' without following it with pickaxe
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