The Initiation Poem by RazonAnny Justin

Through a crawling horror of Blackness
Dews from leaves sizzling on scorched skin
Those sworn-words echoing
As they haphazardly tumble-out of his singed lips
Glitter; the incise- blade fumbling- out of the encloaked Breast
And that old Totem of Death sitting calmly
Waiting for another dropp of Blood
To re-awaken yet, that craving to shed...¤

As thick-red ooze from his fingertip
His patched tongue wetted by Ancestral Bile
Paraded, enjoined to join
This crazed music of Bloods, of Inks
Welcome to the Guild of the Pen
And of this Guild, I have penned my name¤