Deadly Nightshade

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in Rogue Poetry Review

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He lingers there, suspended in air with one eye blue and one green, bulbous nose, long pointed toes and nails shaped like castor beans. His see-through skin is so thin it glimmers an eye-popping sheen- resembles whey, neither white nor grey but shimmers somewhere in between. Intestines twine like twisted vines backed by a neon purple spleen. His chest is bright, flashes a light with a rotating, multi-hued beam. His mouth, a red smear, wears a leer. One eye shines with a feral gleam. My throat is tight, frozen in fright, momentarily unable to scream. My mouth is so dry I can barely cry, "Oh God, let this be a dream. Please . . . let it be a dream."

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Gary Bateman

Date: 10/3/2014 3:55:00 PM

Cona, Exceptionally well-done work here!! I enjoyed this piece immensely!! I see that you have already quite a collection of poems. I will be reading more of your works and certainly invite you to return to mine as you wish too. Again, Great Work here, and it's a "7." Cheers and Best Wishes, Gary

Cona Adams
Date: 10/4/2014 7:30:00 AM

Thanks, Gary. Halloween time again. Time whizzes by much too fast these days. Not enough time to write. Your comments much appreciated. I'll be visiting your page too.