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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required i first saw her image in a dark devil dream in a field full of scarecrows,vultures,and screams her raw radiation was poison to me black hair like a raven...just a ravenous seed too scarred to approach...she pulled on the reigns like a battle queen vixen with sharp steely teeth "there's beauty in death"...that's what she said to me i gasped to reply but just gazed instead...she talks to the living she talks to the dead our tongues tangled violence like dragons in heat we made love underneath the hanging tree night after night she visited my dreams and like a vampire by morning she vanished...unseen her name was wormwood...it was tatooed on her back the sulfur and sweat flowed like waters of wrath she got what she wanted and she fulfilled her needs we made love every night underneath the hanging tree but soon i discovered a liar of lust...my soul she would bleed like mutants breed our ceremonies became carnivorous...she put the blister on the bliss i'm running away but won't be missed her tongue twisting like a serpent...now i'm a humble servant she pulls a scarlet rope from her mouth of madness...she smiles an evil grin and puts her neck in a noose...rope over the limb like a lightning bolt now i must join her cause the beast is now loose...nothing to gain and nothing to lose the field burns with fury and fire and together we swing... we make love forever underneath the hanging tree anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
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