Slasher Movie... Take One... Adult Content Poem by karen sinclair

Slasher Movie... Take One... Adult Content

Rating: 4.5


She rose...
Stalked nudity to bathroom
Slumped degenerate upon
China doll seat
Christ crossed arms
Release
Gargoyling
Pee....

Dawns lights flicker refraction
Flective knee
Deep dans drowsily mourning moments
Continuation pee.....

And flickers fall on knickers draped over last nights degradation
As the finality of oui...

Lunges leans toward said bath
To turn on horrors steam
Devouring her deepest drousiness
Regurgitating dream

She checks her breasts for perfection as
Bathroom becomes
Stifling
Trifling smog
Returns to release forbidden trolls
Pulling chain within
The bog

Turns bath taps from on to off.
As slowly slither in
Slooshes sloppy sour waters
So long time skins a wilfully
Shrivelling...

Forces her palms across her face
To the tinker

Music indident-
Al
Hair that drips of blood red dye
As waters
Metamorph

Red waters sit between wise hips
As in sea dental
Music gathers pace
And there before
A lonesome creature
There stands the
Vilest face

The black
That noir
That charcoal hell which gazes with intent
Eyes dark as coal
With rigid mouth
Fingers raised and all hellbent
The scream it curdled wood pigeon's
Ere's
Though he sat three blocks down
She warshald through a quivering throat
At such garish
Hiddiment of clown

And as she woke and as she choke
She realise to her shy
'twas merely a mirror her
Clown fish face
Reflective of last night

So drunk was she whilst toppled on bed
Forgot to take wars paint (make- up)
Take those smile cotton balls
A dire mistake to make

She'd smiked all night
To just delight
And drank a tank too much
And now she blushes in a scalding bath
Whilst gazing at her crotch

Hands round neck
Knife in back
Now this clown
................ Tis gawn
Her stalker smiles and licks her ear
And walks of in to Dawn (his wife)

Friday, March 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Plz not this is totally fictitious apart from me scaring myself in the mirror with sloshy make up last nights eyes
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny Draper 05 April 2014

Forbidden terror, disrupted pee, what scarier stares at what a mirror sees?

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