Flytrapper

i am
succubus, 

i am 
corrupted- docile demon, 
i coat souls in honey
to make the swallowing easier
if you let me, 
i will eat you alive-
spread the jaws of my ribcage,
like the petals of some virile, fly-catching flower, 
the sweet fruit of my soul
beating tempestuously, a candied apple for the taking
you think it such a precious prize

but i am a manmade,
Venus
toothy bones and a chest cavity 
full of caustic 
bitterness
into which you will dissolve
and thusly used up to slime,
-regurgitated.

Reviews

[Livenrite]

Wow! Very creative! I really enjoyed reading this:)

[Clockwork]

I liked the broken root like twists and turns of this piece. The first seventeen of so lines have a great deal of continuity. You did a very nice job of transforming something old into something new with the way you described things. I also like the potential reference to Adam and Eve in the Garden here.