Dracula Part 3: Spiked Secrets

SPIKED SECRETS

wings in spiked red sauce
...flappable supper
...disemboweled coffer

under linen cloth
secrets away its latches
and old silk lining

feet pressed against chest
ill at ease...Harker’s knocking
knees..banging back wine

5/2/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Trifiatis Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 8:09 AM
If I were not bold my hair would have stood up by now dear, Kim! Haha! Stupendous!
Rodrigues Avatar
May 3, 2018 at 2:19 PM
Thanks, Demetrios! You make me smile! :)
Cunningham Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 6:21 PM
Wow, you're on fire with these Kim.great senryu's. Sleeping with a clove of garlic under my pillow lol. Tom.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 2, 2018 at 6:27 PM
LOL! You mke me laugh! :)
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