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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Amnesia ... or impaired memory? Jezebel stood firm before my eyes! Behold Her Imperial Ruthlessness! And her bosom, harbouring bile, Was bleached like lightning. Arachnid fingernails mock the efforts Of talons from revelling vultures. Eyes pierced my brows with lasciviousness So atrocious like the willpower of romantic gales. And I saw her bathing in full nakedness Upon rocks of blood, Naked with the accoutrements of raw power. And she bathed with inebriation. Power is like alcohol which intoxicates only Those who have tasted it. A panting rill rustled like vagrant, charred leaves Around her cold, naked feet. Jezebel. Whiter than horrid death! Night, And she sequesters. Sublime, the existence, Merging with night, with Mirrored glances atop arid waters. Her flesh reeked of baked blood; Subcutaneous imprints live on her. Jezebel, Mother of termagants, Rector of covens, Ancillary to Devil’s cantonment Hater of suffragans, Hasten upon these hills Before the break of dawn... It’s dawn. Day of Jezebel’s atonement And blood cluttered upon solemn boulders And upon harmless pebbles, Upon sapphire and onyx, And upon flaming gold and eerie silver. Mad moments of pulsations! Tremors and heat of hanging day, Eruptions on Pompeii’s rage, Adrenalin aerated beyond Flirting clouds dancing with the greed of Sorrow.
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