Yakshi the Whore 1

This succubus is from our local lore Lovely and wicked she could turn at will Yakshi her name feared as a deadly whore A rare talent, she got ,to dupe and kill. She lives on top of her palmyrah tree At the midnight hour, down to earth, she climbs Waits for her prey, a wayfarer, weary Closes in on him, asking for quicklime. Cute, white-clad, exuding jasmine’s fragrance She sweet-talks her prey to a lust-filled night Step ,they, into her mansion for romance Where the luckless chap is in for a fright. Reveals, she, her real form, fearsome, ghoulish Sucks out all blood from his chest she just split Devours all his flesh and bones with relish Teeth, nails, hair is all, in the morn , left. At times her pick is a youth full of zest In his dream she comes as partner in sex Through nights he loses all blood to this pest Wears thin and takes ill to become an “Ex”. * Like once she did, on trees, she lives no more But could, in cartons and cans, lie in wait In stuff that we consume and just adore As safety-norm-transgressions we underrate Under global brand names which serve as baits. * Contest:" Creatures of the night 28-08-1 Won second place in the above contest. Entry for Roy Jerden's contest on 25 May 13 For Kelly Deschler's contest.