The hollow ring,
If you see it on my finger, step away.
Go to sleep and I shall follow,
Says I in a voice that rings hollow,
Yet not once you blink, you poor fool,
I've waited so long you in to do.
As rascal tore my flesh,
His own glistening with sweat,
He only came at night
With a cane to rip me apart,
Beware Beware, you Rascal! ,
My hollow ring, it fills your skull
With terror when you breathe, tremors when you don't,
And shall you ever care for a drink,
I am yours here to fetch it.
Kill it, kill it, what remains
Of the last drop of innocence, spill it
Onto the sheets, once clean,
Kill it, kill it, and then
Kiss it, kiss it,
My lip, I do not own it.
Tuesday, March 2, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: murder,poison,kiss,love,passion