Poem -
Curling Smoke
Curling smoke, metallic scented gun,
Aghast, by what I've done.
Gelid blood, laborious ooze,
Wafts pungent sex and cheap booze.
Prone she lay like cadaver on steel,
Guilt threatens to reject last meal.
Crumpled sheets once passion bed,
Love mocked, now she's dead
Even in rigor, a body enticed,
Obsession for her just too high priced.
Sirens wale, rapidly closing in,
Β Tenderly caressing tepid skin.
Closing vacant baby blue eyes,
Β An innocence harbored lies.
Pale lips kissed once more.
Dismally answer assaulted door.
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Comments
WOW oh WOW this is exceptional and chilling to the bone. You sucked the reader right into this gruesome, eerie moment. Love and hate have a fine line they say. You kept the reader on the rim of that line here. Creepy and fabulously conveyed βοΈβοΈβοΈβοΈβοΈβοΈβοΈ Needs more stars xx :)Β
thank you Gwen, I changed it up a little, I hope it makes a little more sense
Amazing, you have a real gift for wielding words. Itβs quite the sickening read (a compliment π) but so clever and well crafted π
thanks again Gwen