Benn Bell

Louisville, Kentucky
Benn Bell
Louisville, Kentucky

My Soul She Shrieks

My soul she shrieks and flings me down

Laughing maniacally

The wind picks up and lifts her dress

Teasing and pleasing me

All is nothingness, so she says

As she pins me to the bed

With a silver shaft of cold, cold steel

She runs me through and through.
Monday, April 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nightmares
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