Thursday 28 February 2013

Howling haven

Slithering thick like honey, red as rubies.
slash slash slash
flowing like a steaming river upon my howling haven
see the whimpering child curled into the corner, cradling herself
ruby thuds and stabs at the center of all wrenching
a float in the blood bath, bend back my head
rise softly; arched. Gripping the rusted metal handles
feel the weight descend
crash into the waves of crimson dread
pressure upon the looped whirlwind into nothingness
observe the spiraling hurricane deflate, no existence to prove
cover and bandage the satisfied wounds





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