The Embryonic Haunting
The embryonic haunting,
your tarnished stroll in the Old Town.
Alluring
in your black clothes you
charm your studded audience
the drunk men at the pub, the
drunk women at the gay club –
You'd better
throw your fishing net
honey
cause this is the right time
in the dead of night
for you to hunt unseen
for you to haunt the scene.
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Comments
Fantastic write...kind of spicy and threatening all at the same time xÂ
Thank you!!!
wonderful poemÂ
thanks a lot !!!
Agree with Marion, feelings really bleed through with this one. Awesome poetic voice.
^^ Thank you !!