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Eternal sleep does not now assuage me, mistress,
I dine on your living flesh, 
With no thought of saving, storing, salvaging
The little evils you possess

I dare you to try to live after I pronounce you dead! 
Terror, my swelling darling, has just begun
Devour me, or let me devour you
With no mercy I will chomp

You allowed me upon your lap once more
To take advantage of your vulnerable kindness
To slurp the tears of your helplessness,
With an ever opened eye

You no longer gasp with surprise at my presence,
And this challenges me,
For now I rise, sevenfold in hatred, 
Daring your perfect fire to smolder my pride

I will provoke you, 
Move you, mark you
I will bring you down to ruin
I will seed your need, your greed to die,
Whilst I live on your final gasps of horror! 
Losing control, smiling on your rendered soul, 
I desire you warm when your heart stops
For after you are gone,
And your blood goes still and cold,
The weeping of the multitudes will hold me in ecstasy
The strong crowd of dark, heavy hearts will thump on
And for whom? –YOU!
So that I may taste you living again and again and again, 
In their new folds of despair

You see, writhing lover of splendor,
So quick to end it all… 
I have no excuse to die in relief as you so think you are heading
Mortal fool, fear not NOW, 
For later your spirit shall retch in the aftermath of your cowardice!
Arise my slave! 
Oh I dare you, become my master

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal


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  1. Date: 11/26/2015 8:33:00 AM

    Hi Laura. It's been a while but I am glad I read this. Dark, consuming. I can hear the dialogue. Well done.
  1. Date: 11/24/2015 7:07:00 PM

    This poem fascinates me the more I study it, speak it, and surround myself in it my Gothic Princess. It conjures the fiery competition between two awesome egos, unafraid to claim love over the other...and then there is the voice of a heart's storm, it's jealous, aggressive, possessive darkness contrasting with the sunny sky of it's freedom, love and positive creativity. Your poetry puts my mind, and heart into these explorations Laura...J.A.B.
  1. Date: 11/22/2015 5:35:00 PM

    i'm starting to worry that you've spent so much time in the dark. looking for something lighthearted soon. not to say i don't admire your work. a funny kid's poem?
  1. Date: 11/20/2015 9:06:00 PM

    Terror! Simply terror. You make me tremble with your words. I would offer myself to you. But I wouldn't want to offend. Brutal AND tantalizing. Bravo !Kilmer!
  1. Date: 11/20/2015 4:20:00 PM

    sharp imagery marks this piece with such force and power,laura... you nailed it!..huggs
  1. Date: 11/20/2015 12:45:00 PM

    that sounds like the great deceiver....who influences death of self, don't be a griever....because if you let him guide your deserve everything that will come with His Wrath....very profound and thought provoking laura....;)
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 10:12:00 AM

    Ooooh... Powerful write Laura...
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 10:00:00 AM

    This is beyond exceptional Laura, great use of imagery and personification. 7 and it would be higher if I could so choose.
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 9:11:00 AM

    This may seem out of place, but this is sexy. So many women write tea and crumpets, but you, have always went against the grain to produce an enjoyable moment for your readers. I love your difference! Entertaining!!
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 2:24:00 AM

    Plus, can it get any worse than this? So, when chaos reigns and the evil ones try to exert their bad karma, I shall rise to the challenge and just do the best I can to remedy the situation (in part due to the inspiration of your poetry). No point getting upset at all. The bad stuff would like to lord over us. But it is so obviously bad, if we call it out on the carpet, I think I can beat it. I must praise you over and over! So praises to you, and good vibes too. Words matter.
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 2:19:00 AM

    Hi Laura, you are one of a kind! I couldn't sleep so I came here for a calming moment. Hey you kinda described my work situation precisely here. I think that you are the master over terror. No matter what life sends, you are at ease and will prevail. Your lines, as wretched as they are, have a certain level of familiarity and comfort with the bad machinations. So, since I have been in one of these bad situations, I shall think of this and your creations, and I think it makes me feel better.
  1. Date: 11/19/2015 12:21:00 AM

    Are you writing about your cat? Sorry that's what came to my mind. :o) Like the new pic, finely a face to these wondrous words.