dave sherratt

Rookie - 18 Points (29 june 1965 / newcastle under lyme)


Poem by dave sherratt

How the hell do you hide in the dark?
to escape the evils of malicious intent
Sit and wait? Wait and bleed?
escape my life? an indented dent
where can i hide? where can i wait?
they'll find me out, make me suffer
then tear me to bits, to unrecognisable me
then turn me from me, to some kind of other
to hunt and search alongside thes beasts
tracking, snaring, trapping our prey
vicious intentions, horrific mutilation
returning home, before first light

that moon is so bright. sihuetting the trees
detailing the branches, oulining the leaves
the hairs on my arms, raised by the veins
blood pumping to the gallop. petrified me
oh shoot! the demons are here, bringing their taunt
throw deadly threats, tease with a blade
deceitful temptations, to lure their prey
taking me bleeding, take me away

play their wicked games, trick or treat
i have no treat. what do i give?
demons play best, when fear is shown
feed them hatred that helps them to live
a weapon i have an antique blunt knife
so pointless, its Gods help that i need
Demons are here. i feel their force
laugh at my knife. demons don't bleed

they wrench at my throat, pushed into a wall
pierce my skin, chest, blood now spews
i'm hurt. main course for this wee beastie
serated skin. start to renew
feed on my spirit, masticated skin
changing me as they devour my flesh
metamorphasisied. i'm reborn
my eyes glow green, skin texture as mesh

transformed and sculptured, rippling muscle
black is the colour. a fine shade of evil
teeth as fangs, a hunger for meat
God. no. my master the devil
i sit on a throne, a seat of fire
i feel fresh, its not all killing, and telly
we have tea dances, knitting
cake and flesh with paper doilies

i'm demon, i'm alive, tis my new start
so please dont you ever, hide in the dark

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 26, 2011