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Parasitical Ire

It extends hooked barbs,
inserting them into muscle to drag itself along.

The epidermis of the host,
once flawless alabaster,
now marred and bruised by the beast's tunneling fury.

Veins vomit blood beneath the skin,
small pockets of pain a palatial oasis for the parasite.
Its serrated grin glimmers,
its rotting teeth tear and rip at pulpy organs.

Rabid,
it infects the victim with madness,
and now the heart pumps insanity.

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  • sgking123 gold member
    October 6

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    wow

    this was indeed macabre .but with apurpose..I really love dthe emssage tha was conveyed by the poem in an overall manner. Though short I guess the length of the poem was sufficient to make the menaing clear.


  • blank1 silver member
    September 27

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    damn,this is beautiful in a dark sense,great imagery,great write,you are awesome and im looking forward to more

  • pkoirish
    September 21

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    Lovingly dark

    Veins vomit blood beneath the skin,
    small pockets of pain a palatial oasis for the parasite.
    It's serrated grin glimmers,
    it's rotting teeth tear and rip at pulpy organs.

    Truly a great write...


  • redbarchettadrive gold member
    September 18
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    Rachelle,
    Just when I thought it couldn't get any darker,
    BAM!
    Great writitng!


    • Miss Macabre silver member
      September 18
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      Thank you. You must have just begun reading my work to think this is a dark one of mine.


  • toomysterious
    September 15

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    Your poetry definitely fits your name, a grim kind of autopsy of the soul. Giving chills and shivers, but it doesn't scare me after all I think Dexter is the hero, not the villain. You have a wonderful way with words.


  • sinfull
    September 8

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    Ghoulish

    wow...science meets poetry and leaves in a body bag. visual shivers..love the alabaster. good solid pen


  • redmoonnrizing silver member
    September 4

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    Great piece of Macabre, from the Queen no less......All your pieces are disgustingly brilliant. Like a good horror movie complete with green pus shakes and eyeball pizza...


    • Miss Macabre silver member
      September 4
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      Eww, green pus shakes and eyeball pizza. I like that. Sounds like a zombie themed fifties diner.


  • Kastor
    September 4

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    oh no oh no oh no
    J.u.n.k.i.e fell in love!?

    Well carapp,
    It's only a matter of time before all the flowers and silly things come out.


    • Miss Macabre silver member
      September 4

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      Hehe, the closest I get to flowers is purple bruises and dead roses, so no need to worry.

      • Kastor
        September 4
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        ooooh! Now that is a shiney thought to have "skewed claptrap" oh so fun, so so fun.

        roses are dead, violets of bruise
        when you spark in the blackness
        you bring our pyres a plume

        Elizabeth Barrett Browning translated into 'dark' poetry . . . if only I had the talent I'd be so awesome. I bet you could do it, you could make anything you're so awesome. If you get bored and want to try here's a link.
        http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/152

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