Angelmaker
tall man you come as a prophet with so much darkness in your eyes. will you take the dark from mine as well? cleanse me in this lone alley of all evils and pain and make an angel out of me?
Tag: darkpoem
A Scenic Sight
The Horned Lord Nears
d-i-s-h-a-r-m-on–i-c-s
S I N G—F O R—M E
The Red Dance
My goddess, ivory skull, ox horns. Dances for me, a nude body, a wicked sight, ritualized. Hips sway, and soft breasts move the rivulets of blood.
The Bone Blade
And darker deeds it shall witness.
Plague Lord
Come to me.
#Just to Feel
##imnotreal##
