The Prey

The Prey

A Poem by Stephen Norton

Look
I look around and see
The nights drag by in agony
And Days have fallen out of memory
Solemn light, and somber time
My ears listen to the hum of life
Ever here but never where
The place I long to be

My lustful eyes prey on flesh
Consume the girl
That I’ve just met
Construct seduction
And I’m fine
My fingers lure
My words compel
Till flowers dew
And passions swell
Take her here
And feed her misery
Burning of chemistry
Reactions kindle when we meet
And move swiftly to her feet
Like a cigarette through the night

Void I feel alone tonight
Without the warmth of another’s light
Love is gone when everything is right
Chaos is necessity
For anything to breath and breed in me
I miss the fire burning hips
I long for strands of ember hair
And ashes day
Conflicting pair
Where is she who makes me prey?
Who hunts me down?
Only to lay
Turn tail and cower under me
Screams her love
Screams her hates
Jumps on me and makes me ache
Eyes that cause my earth to quake
Longs for more and more of me to take

Silent is tonight
Silence marks death to my brain
My morals broken
My body slain
No longer can I fester here
No more can I lie in eternity
Craving hurts
And I must feed

Always a seeker of the peace
But now I see reality
Pain is what I want
And Pain is what I need

© 2015 Stephen Norton


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Stephen Norton
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A Poem by Stephen Norton