Blood Poem by Irene Pang

Blood



Enticed, by the sight of flesh-
white, delicate, tender flesh.
Oh! What's beneath that softness
but luscious blood of richness?
Oh! 'magine the scarlet red
cascading down to the bed.
With two ruthless teeth planted,
the flesh and the blood blended.
Sucked out meticulously,
then afterwards, robustly-
Indefensible fluid.
Forlorn, slimy, dead fluid.

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Howard Johnson 15 May 2008

Quite vividly filled with immages, Thank you for writing, Irene

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