Long Succubus Poems

"Artificial Iris"


Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere;
the dream was eerily familiar, 
the words and their meanings, read in Syntax,
once read between pages of hardcopy in school 
were aptly ignored - 

however, 
our Overlords were...

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**Trigger Warning**



"I Knew Anne Silently - My Ravenous Poe" 

I knew Anne.
you’d think 
with a name like hers
she’d be able to find her way 
out of unchartered waters.

it didn’t come as a suprise, 
then, on...

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I crept into the pit of hell all alone. Contingent upon my lifestyle I knew this could be my last day alive…

She haunted me in my dreams. She terrorized me in the sunlight but through...

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act i:
walk down the strip, the neon lights casting a gaudy glow on the fray. i meet my dealer, a facilitator of welcome distraction, and we exchange nods. i take a bump, and the rush...

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“The Seance” 

It was macabre you see,
we were all summoned,
and therefore found ourselves
in the front parlour of Ballylee;

In our dreams
we thought we were poets
of fabulous notoreity, 
the head ghoul set us straight on that.

The planchette...

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Through shadowed trails beneath the moon’s cold stare.
     Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace in my gut
     No slumber dreamt; no...

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The old sorcerer was teaching his apprentice a lesson about the moon, but as usual the subject drifted, this time, to witches. “How would I know a witch if I saw one?” The apprentice asked.

“It’s...

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To the lord’s holy house did I this honest man so go,
On this Sabbath day of rest, to praise the almighty God
In the ancient chapel of worship, but low if I’d only
Known what lurked in...

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"50 Words for Poe: Baskervilles"
 

 
Baskervilles 
was loping over graves 
digging dirt for bones 
sniffing evidence of dead souls
counting tomes 
it flayed time & bled the gut 
of it’s own black soul
ate it inside...

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Fears Chains (Haiku)

First line 5 syllables
Second line 7 syllables
Third line 5 syllables
(7 syllables)

Caught within a snare
The paralyzing peepshow
Seduces you there
(Making itself intimate)
(undressing for your favor)
(Fairydust of lunacy)
Scrolls, parchments, bark, at the moon)
(Self fulfilling prophecy)
(Demons of...

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There you are 
you’re sitting down 
feet planted firmly on the ground
staring at a blank screen 
wrists held just so, 
your anxiously poised
ready to go 
writing all that you have inside
your blinking 
liquorice windows

All you...

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Veiled Love

The true depths of selfishness 
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts, 
I could have never knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim a glutenous lust
Seeming to serve you all that...

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"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."~ Rumi

Dear Diary,

I’m a hopeless romantic, 
a sentimental sonnet
  scribbled...

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My only companions are my dreams
my only friends Who call out for me
their voices a melody for me to fallow
save me my friends from this Dark World

Wolfs teach me to be loyal and to...

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The sweet release of empty flesh,
The curling locks of lady death and her syndicate.
Mercy disguised as agony;
Agony cloaked as mercy.
Eyes not glaring with murderous intent but with immense desolation.
The mistress: arousing with the hammer wrapped...

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The crone can hear the children's laughter, cold as ice
And they exclaim out "witch", not thinking she can hear
Their parents then admonish, "Try to be quite nice."
Upon her thin, emaciated form they leer
Of love forbidden...

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(A lone old male voice whispers to his loyal dog)

She came at midnight
Last night
You know


As the fireflies outside in our winter garden
Glowed

In a red dress of moving red lips that whispered of new dreams

Knocking like...

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A re-post of poem 939895 that mysteriously disappeared from PS...



The early morning darkness oozes melancholy whispers
as enraged storm clouds enfold me in a final deathly embrace.
She has come for me.  
I can feel her...

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A black robed maiden, born in a sacred world
With dreams and aspirations that swell’s her femininity
She intrudes in my innocence, my future is in her hands
It is possessed by violence and lust
My idiocy has lead...

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He died never having believed,
That sweetheart could betray,
And that sense of the maelstrom of the beast
Could she prevail...

She sated soared,
It sang in his blood inside.
Here only did not know the killer,
What will soon be the...

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I come up behind you
      from the shadows,
laying my left claw
across your stomach,
    the very tips
        barely breaking the skin
and...

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Superstition! that horrid incubus which dwelt in darkness, shunning the light, with all its racks, and poison chalices, and foul sleeping draughts, is passing away without return. Religion cannot pass away. By Thomas Carlyle

Incubus weaves...

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"The Repeat of Fate"

Deep buried in a dead forest
I hadn’t heard of before,
Wycoller lies in ruins, barren
no trees nor foliage remain,
no tenant can be found,
but here I am
like a ghost glued 
fast as a succubus...

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Heinous are the horrors in the rages of war 
after it makes its purchase of pawns.
Brave are those following orders with a salute.
Some will never see their homeland again
for the reach of the reaper is...

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I'm trapped in this cave
Enslaved by a legion of chains
Your puppets jeer and taunt
Painting the wall as droplets fall
The cobra dance in the flame
Scarlet and velvet choke the air
Till a heartbeat broke in the lair
Creeping...

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