Shadowed Queen

Upon precipice

toes curled

tipped over edge

beneath

shadow plagued

valley

screams

blooded swords

screaming horses

hoards

clash of armour

rank upon rank

falling

beneath stoned gaze.

Lips curled

venomous tongue

rip

tear

gouge

holes in my soul

slice free my heart

gore

slipping from my fingers

to the floor.

Grotesque

face ravaged

body battered

rage

gathering

step forward

falling into nothing

screaming

flames rushing higher.

Conflagration

sins seared

at my feet

desperate men

at my side

succulent succubus

nevermore

shall we fear.

©March 23/20

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