Villainess of the Night

Clip Clop
Clip Clop
horses on the trot
taken from behind
gloomy gas lit night
come play with me
hither and yon.
Nimble
dance with misted wraiths
shadows prey
hungry
blade
razor rapier
tear into your heart.
Cry
moan
beg for me
beg that I release you
to death
to anything
but the dying pain.
Butterfly strength
mask covered face
sweet mint breath
hot on the neck
flick my tongue
tasting your fear
tinged in copper blood.
Race through darkened streets
terror filled glance
back
should have stared forward
my ability to track
to move
cat like grace
so well known.
Gore dipped blade
my breath
my breast
not ragged
not rent
turn
skip
walk away
Jane the Ripper
here to play.
ยฉFeb. 18/20
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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