Out of the darkness she came and
fastened onto me like a leech,
purging me of the mockery
with hell’s rejoicing triumph;
the void of her mouth, in
whispers, beckoned to be held;
evoked quivering sensations trembling
off my layers blending with the
apprehensive tears of my discomfort;
tombstone eyes pierced my nakedness
drawing me into silhouetted arms;
violent screams muted by the flow of
poisoned blood filled the cavities
of my lost security and then
she returned to the darkness.
February 1976
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