30 April 2011

Fools Feeding Time

The denizens' come to the round square

teetering old to tottering young

They gather like vampires

to feed on the energy of terror

and share in the seduction of evil


The leavings of the dame spill

and roll forward in an awkward parade

leaving trails of tears, blood and wretchedness

in their wake masks of mock horror

surging in shared ecstasy they moan

then cry shrill and coarse for more


Madame Death smiles

her gaping stained tooth grin

knowing wicked will turn on wicked

and she shall never go hungry


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1 comment:

Belladonna said...

powerful word pictures!