Dead Lake Poem by nishca koeries

1
Loosely drifting are logs
And leaves
And distorted flesh
Of animal and human
Both reeking with the stench of death
An unnatural,
Terrifying,
Fearful death

2
A coin toss for death by starvation
As carcasses and skeletons lay;
Unclaimed
With little flesh threading
And flies zooming above and around

Or maybe death by mutilation
Or torture
Or rape
Or jealousy

Crimes of passion;
Bathed in tears and horror,
And hopeless screams and confusion
With a heart cold of hate

3
The dead water dare not move
Or disturb the peace of mutilated corpses and dried out carcasses

Or move to tear away more flesh from these bones

But instead-
Is stagnate,
And still
With some twisted peacefulness

4
Becoming death itself,
The lake is dead

Abandoned screams
And broken dreams
And the beautiful stench of death.

5
Let my hand on your throat
become the beautiful, breathless twist in my story.