Bittersweet Gods

That's how Gods roll, yo

Her depravity spilled like honey,

Deranged bitterness sweetened by his kiss.

 

Razor sharp warmth enveloped and scraped her vibrating skin,

His touch soothed rattling skeleton-serpents found asphyxiating her in love,

His fingers twirled and plunged deep into the coils and snapped.

 

Crushed, it was as if his heart was struck by the cord of her insanity

And he collapsed in her kaleidoscope-gaze with up-turned feet

Taking root to the sky and blooming the sun.

 

He lapped up her depravity like honey,

His lips soured by her deranged bitterness.

Author's Note

Pffft, won't be wanting to kiss his ol lips now, huh?

Buwahahahahaha

Reviews

[Fréyjä Helv..]

Bittersweet indeed... Such a demented love affair. So much fun to read strange poems like this one. I'm entirely fascinated and intrigued. Not many can make a dark thought seem beautiful. There was so much beauty in a grotesque deranged way. And i love it... :)