Sunday, April 26, 2015

Dress to Kill, to Kill in Black, to Writhe and Squirm... Dark in Spring is a Caution, Beware


Dark and only in the day and night,
Found and lost and never light,
Light and brighter than the stars
Burned out, so sweet and sordid
Did my time run out. Wish and
wait and strangled call, come to me,
my voodoo doll. Little dark eyes, and
dark mind and pin pricked skin, do
your worst now and bite bloody,
your candy sin. Dark and darker,
galaxy turn, turn on pinpoint,
an angel's twin, but twin like a
shadow, caught at the feet,
dragged and stretched and flattened
out. Shadow creep and her out, then
twist her bloody and bleed her out.
Rue the day and gnash and mourn,
the shadow flies in dark and seeks
your doom. Rue the day the hag
is found. Shadow seeks and shadow
finds, tracing out the glitter trail,
a plague, a fright a demon's tail,
Voodoo dolly sings a tune, that
sounds a rather lot like doom.

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