Saturday, 2 April 2011

The Feast

The shadows leeched
upon my body. 
I can hear them.
Their mouth foams 
with serpents. 
I feel them slice
me whole. 
They fight for affection 
sucking my heart
to emptiness. 
I gaze into 
the blood 
stained walls. 
I want to get out
my sword, chop their
tongues, to feel the

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