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Murder

December 18, 2016
By PatriciaP. BRONZE, London, Other
PatriciaP. BRONZE, London, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"...Out of the ash i rise with my red hair, and i eat men like air." - Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath.


A shadow trembles
While the moon supervises
The silence dissembles
The mist paralyses

Wolves howl with longing
Their cries of agony beg
For a distant belonging
Heart cracks like an egg

Constellations glimmer
A quiet criminal moves
As my eyes get dimmer
Ready to pounce, he proves

Blood looks black in the moonlight
Carnal fantasies completed
His knife and hand unite
My arteries now heated

The wind sighs infernally
Another poor soul obliterated
My fire’s extinguished eternally
The blanching of skin accentuated.


The author's comments:

As this poem is about a cruel murder, hopefully the readers will sympathize with the speaker and appreciate their own mortality. Yay!


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