Cannibal EyesA Poem by The White RavenRavenously ocular.
They say beauty is in the eye,
so, eat the I that beholds you; canines and molars sink into marrow and bone, crushed powder, blood rust, mashed to crimson pulp so savory, bathing an obsessive tongue that wriggles in starved need for an awed, and curious audience; Behold flesh, gargled, and swallowed-- Ahhh… Nothing speaks like murdercide, and bodies entangled in question: Are you food, or are you sex? © 2020 The White Raven |
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1 Review Added on February 13, 2020 Last Updated on February 14, 2020 AuthorThe White RavenAboutOther aliases: Writers Cafe: TheRaven - probably won't add any more poetry on this one. who knows? Rap Battles Forum: TheIllyricist - don't really use this one at all anymore. Poetry Circle: .. more..Writing
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