Vision Ghost

Rookie - 5 Points (24/01/1979 / Epsom, East Surrey)

Lycan Fodder - Poem by Vision Ghost

Muscle and sweat, her body moving, everything now set
Leather encased and walking to this place, the metal sect
Here is my home; here is my kingdom of musical desires
Here’s a heat that draws the moisture and sets souls on fires

Tread in black and a cynical smile etches across my face
Catch a glimpse of a vixen, breasts hidden by purple lace
Hair down like the ebony rain falling, strokes my intentions
Grasping hands and mixing the palest, curious complexions

Tattoo of her story, drawn on her arm, a discussion mounts
Comparison of simple conversable, acknowledgement counts
Something attracts, to those eyes that seek to pull me closer
A hand placed upon mine and the chemicals, inhibitions slower

Maiden to my perceptions, fodder to her blood thirst hunger
I see a defence is called for, but I will toy with this splendour
For this vampire simply doesn’t know, of my moonlit existence
A strike that she plans, a counteraction is made of consistence

Inner monologues revel at this interaction, eyes cannot leave
The gaze of her hypnotic attempts, fall short of any reprieve
Her conjuring fails to her ignorance, I feel the pang of hunger
To the street on foot again, an arm ready, across her shoulder

To an alley and I’m thrust against the wall, her eyes change
Her launch is precise, to be met with a claw in exchange
By her throat, lifted to the air, her shock is evident and bloody
My transformation is fast, her fatal moments to come quickly

Last screams call, but no help is summoned as I tear at flesh
Her limping and bleeding perfections, skin to shredded mesh
This territory is mine; no other can have my human harvest
As the pieces of her once completed frame, is gorged to digest

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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