where skeletons f**k

yeah, whatever...

she bids me into her arms

as she sews spider webs

between her lips.

The ever-beautiful flowers

she had planted with her own hands

became nothing more

than the lost roses of her cheeks.

in the moonlight

her pale flesh shimmers.

her tongue laps at my cheek

and a cold shiver

covers me like latex.

Here hung those lips

that I have kissed

I know not how oft.

the dragon wings of shar

cast over my body

as i offer myself

to the stars and moon

along with the pebbles and dust

of the field.

for her i choke out

the colors of the flowers

and the trees.

i force out the life

and serve her a dish of death

on a plate of marble and limestone

wrapped in ebony.

i lean forward

to kiss her farewell.

her alabaster skull

reaches up to meet

the taste of life

she longs to retrieve.

I cast her aside once more...

Oh, she'll kill me one day

or another.

But she will remember forever

that I caught her,

and I held her prisoner.

 

Author's Note

parts stolen from plan 9 from outter space, hamlet, and the last unicorn

Reviews

[Mohl083]

trash, good sir, complete and utter trash! i say, your work lacks any sort of linguistic ability and is merely a pile of excrement upon which you heap goat excrement! i find myself poorer for having read this and wish you a swift kick to the balls. good day!