Phantasm Poem by Bryony Sheldon
Phantasm
A black cat buried
In the walls
They found the corpse
It's not my fault
Do I surrender
To insanity?
Am I a victim
Of what shouldn't be?
Cyclops hung
By its scrawny neck
O, Pluto
My favourite pet
Am I a monster?
Am I damned?
I know I'm mortal
But am I man?
A raging fire,
The tell-tale cry,
My burdened soul
Is due to die
Am I under
Some wicked spell?
What really happened?
I cannot tell!
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5/5/2024 12:12:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh very nicely done here Bryony. Short and sweet filled with great dark imagery. Loved the twist at the end. 10++ and added to my deliciously dark vault to be viewed again after midnight. Thank for writing and sharing this black gemstone and take care.