Lying on a cloud
The most beautiful of angels sleeps...
Choosing fiction from reality is but a dangerous...
A dream from which you will not wake...
The glimmer of her fangs
piercing through the night...
The Prey
Tearing flesh...
Slipping into this underworld
so dark and alone...
Reaps the demon beast with in
as the sorrow seam to swim...
Screaming, kicking, piercing loud,
I scramble to get out of this darkness...
Sirens coo unwary men
Tempting them with song...
Conscious now at last.
On-wards to my never ending past...
I woke up this morning wondering
What did I do last night...
I bite his neck
and watch him bleed...
A cover of black satin quilts the sky
Devours the noise of day...