Despoiler of Flesh

A fantasy/witchcraft poem with lucid, Dungeons & Dragons-type imagery...

Like human tongues sewn end-to-end, it

Bends and drips and slightly curls while

Moonlit paths of stone ascend, twisting

Like four hungry vines 'round crumbling

Columns there that lie, two shrively seeds

Pushed deep into the pupil-+ of a child's

Eye! Purge my Garden of Secrets (pierce 

This heart like a vein) from behind these

Locked gates do I burgeon and grow 'till

I burst like hot particles set into motion,

Wreathed in dark flames as the pit fiends

Below! Far deeper than Leviathan's lair

In the ocean--and strong as black magic

Enhanced with a potion--I taste of that

Unleaven bread of the angels, dipped in

The blood of the Lamb...

Author's Note

This is the last verse I penned, number twenty because I have only been writing less than a year. It is grammatically perfect, and presented in its desired format. I sometimes utilize abstract symbols (-+) to communicate to the subconscious and affect the reader by the overall appearance of the poem. In my opinion, this can often be just as important as the content of the poem itself! But I am new at this, and would greatly appreciate any feedback I can get--positive or negative. How did it effect you?