Deep into a
Dungeon of dreams
I slept,
Every demon resurrected;
The predator and thieves,
The victims whose grief
Suppressed
Fuels the hunt for prey;
She feeds an aberrant need
For ****** flesh,
The chase, the test,
The bait, the birth of decadence;
She is my jury and judge,
The prurient couple who came
To my trials of temptation
And never left;
I tossed and wept,
My cotton sheets of discomfort
Twisting like a noose
Around my neck;
Eyes bugging red
Like every demon
Resurrected,
Seeking my head
On a platter
With a serving of remorse
On the side;
But I am rescued,
Once more,
By Dawn's pearly light
And her wakeful mercy....
~ P
(#MyDemonicPlague)
3/12/14
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
Deep into a
Dungeon of dreams
I slept,
Every demon resurrected;
The predator and thieves,
The victims whose grief
Suppressed
Fuels the hunt for prey;
She feeds an aberrant need
For ****** flesh,
The chase, the test,
The bait, the birth of decadence;
She is my jury and judge,
The prurient couple who came
To my trials of temptation
And never left;
I tossed and wept,
My cotton sheets of discomfort
Twisting like a noose
Around my neck;
Eyes bugging red
Like every demon
Resurrected,
Seeking my head
On a platter
With a serving of remorse
On the side;
But I am rescued,
Once more,
By Dawn's pearly light
And her wakeful mercy....
~ P
(#MyDemonicPlague)
3/12/14
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