Last Confession of the Once-Kinged Rat

Last Confession of the Once-Kinged Rat

A Poem by Tim Lion

Last Confession of the Once-Kinged Rat

Bound and splayed to your dismay
Lick the stains of my fair prey
Little Bunny Fu-Fu finally met his match

Armageddon, Moon’s blush reddens
Watch soft flesh and hard nerves deaden
Sink my teeth into you and laugh

Yes, I see you, there, hiding
Biding time and wringing fingers
Yes, I could strike you down like lightning
But, I’m high on the slow-poke linger

You look like a wounded cur curled up
With a dragon hanging overhead
Now what has happened to your silver cup?

Are you shocked that blue blood, spilled, turns red?

Scream for mercy, beg for grace

Welcome to the Killing Place

Sudden Buddha with crosshairs on your chest

 

Don’t forget that I remember

All the lives your greed dismembered

Now the Devil’s roosting in your mess

Now I feel like a pirate king
Wearing all your shiny rings
The joke, the stroke of struggle gone

Baptized in pink colored dawn

 

But, as that skyline shrinks to dusk

I can feel my bubble bust

The scepter beacon and target crown

Snakes rise up, vultures swoop down

Bound and splayed to my dismay

Predators, soon, all turn prey

Little Bunny Fu-Fu had a bigger twin

 

Armageddon, Moon’s blush reddens

Feel soft flesh and hard nerves deaden

How cyclical, the Reaper’s blade spins

Exalted king to chained up slave,

Lofty plans to shallow graves

Fairy tales filleted with the cat

 

Young buck in a pick-up pearl

Racing out to save the world

I advise that you stay where you’re at

 

Last confession of the Once-Kinged Rat

© 2011 Tim Lion


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

A motley court it is. So the Sta-Puff Man is out and Bunny Fu-Fu is in? I'm so old school....

all told by the once present and future metaphor king.... Armageddon was never so succulently devised. And here, I was trying to cut back on snack food....

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.



Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
Compartment 114
Compartment 114

Reviews

[send message][befriend] Subscribe
.
great title..your have a furtile imagination..you never write anything mediocre..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like it. Its very interesting.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A motley court it is. So the Sta-Puff Man is out and Bunny Fu-Fu is in? I'm so old school....

all told by the once present and future metaphor king.... Armageddon was never so succulently devised. And here, I was trying to cut back on snack food....

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

=D It has a great beat about it. The cycle continues forth as they rise up taking what they consider their's only to be crushed once more and continue on round.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very cool. I like it.
The title and everything beyond is brilliant.
Hope you're well. Call when you can.
Love ya!

Posted 14 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

293 Views
5 Reviews
Rating
Added on March 17, 2011
Last Updated on March 17, 2011

Author

Tim Lion
Tim Lion

Lake Worth, FL



About
Sometimes, when the moon presses her naked chest to my window, and my wife is carving the value from trash scraps, I feel like I may never be able to outshine my finite timeline. And the worst part is.. more..

Writing
oh sorry, oh sorry,

A Poem by Tim Lion



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Sleepwalk Sleepwalk

A Poem by Robin


Spiral Spiral

A Poem by Robin


Crossing Crossing

A Poem by Robin