A Dark Barking

 

The dark barks and

I can almost hear it bite

Below my ear.

Sharp and scraping,

I want to bite my lip

To taste what blood comes,

And not the jump of fear.

I want to close my eyes

And see you and I

In your dream,

Where you ask of me

Come here, Come here

And you turn to find me there

At your side.

And I open my mouth to tell you

Love is a supply that will never end.

And theres no need for you to feel like God

For fifteen minutes before you deflate.

To feel as though a train has run you through

Crashing into every nerve.

I want to tell you this

But nothing comes but blood.

And it slithers from between my lips

Dripping, looking like

Tar in the dark.

Reviews

[Butterflymom]

WOW...this is dark, intense, powerful and quiet beautiful. The imagery is awesome.