Black Widow

Dragon blood
days of yore
in fantasy
courtesan I be
wrapped in luxurious sable
reclined
pillows
Arabian silks
gauzy veils.
Bejewled
hands of gold
held out
kissed
kings lay at my feet
whispering promises
riches
dreams I can only desire
jaded that I be.
Cherry slicked lips
forked tongue
devil I speak
purring here
pouting there
pulled into my web
woven
poison pumped
directly to vein.
Never was a connection made
never was a sorceress condemned
fled next
play the flute
each time
I surpass myself
I have to up the game.
©May 28/20
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Word of the Day Challenge #103-Untitled Poem

No one ever looks
with depth
consideration
young girl hiding
right in front
eyes closed
while wide open.
Scars
buried beneath
broken heart
black death
burnt agony
beauty marred
escaping pain
the only way
one can…..
drugs
alcohol
sex…..
Night falls
moon rises
sun sets
evil runs
quiet through the veins
of men in power
of men who say they are brave
yet hide
beneath seals
arrogant complicity
while in truth…..
sands of time
tick tock
flip the clock
let grains fall
platitudes of broken memories
never again will man shine.
©May 23/20
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Who Am I to Argue?

I blinked at the man next to me.
Had never seen him before yet here he was standing where Jill had been.
Looked around. People still danced although a few were screaming and pointing.
I followed the trajectory of fingers to discover…….me at the end?
OMFG is that what I really look like? Who the hell thought I was beautiful?
Deep breaths. In. Out. Look over at the guy next to me. Is that a joint? Silently he passes to me…..
‘I’m dead now right?’
‘Appears so.’
‘Huh. What happens now?’
Death turns to me.
I realize now that he had been wearing a skin.
Proud to know this……see son I did listen when you spoke about the fortress game you played.
He drops his mask and I am confronted with the grinning skull head.
Ohhhhhhhh so scary…..
yeah I don’t think so.
‘No screaming?
No hysterics?
No pleading?
Bargaining?’
Death was in a conundrum I could see.
I suppose it is odd.
How many people has he arrived to collect and found them cool and calm?
Ready to go when the conductor screams ‘All Aboard.’
Going to go with not very often.
‘I am guessing you see more kickers and screams than those resigned/accepting of their fate?’
‘What is wrong with you?’ Death glared at me.
Tiny flames dancing in his empty eye sockets.
Honestly kinda cool.
I watched for a few moments before pulling back and smiling.
‘Well should you ask most people they would say everything.
I am dead right?
If I am dead there is no use fighting it.
If I am having a hallucinogenic dream
I will awaken.
However not often that I dream of Death
and in such detail
which leads me to believe you are the real deal.’
Death gritted his teeth.
One could see the squirrels running the exercise wheel
although when he glared at me
I realized
Death knew what I was thinking.
I grinned.
He was my ticket out of here.
Heaven or Hell?
Who knew?
He did.
Better be nice.
©May 17/20
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Waltz Macabre

Deranged smile
Drool covered lips
Fast
Loose
Games played
Without remorse
Without guilt
Kept chained
Violence
A body broken
A mind discarded
This is not love
This is not life
You have destroyed me
Taking
Taking
Taking
Draining life source
Fingers slick
Thick
Wrap around throat
Blank eyes
Pleading for death
Mine
Yours
No one cares
Soft crooning
Swaying side to side
Dancing in death
With death
Only way…..
For me…..
To be…..
Free.
©May 16/20
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Final Exam

Liquid shadow
oozing over
under
sidling through crowd
eyes upon the mark
knowing
there is danger here.
There is a conscious
hidden
eyes seeing
what others wished would not
watching
calculating
remembering
on this list
one does not want
to find
names of familial knowledge.
Crimson lips crease
pursed in wicked smile
coming here
going there
soon
he will call forth
to knee shall go
to bed shall end
hooded eyes
no longer seeing lies
seeing…..
ending a life
with sliced throat
gouged eyes
nary a sound be heard.
‘Tis the opinion
of learned council
an assassin is bred
given silver sword
to right so many wrongs.
©May 12/20
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Arrival

Darkness
floods
cold
burning
laying on the floor
staring
eyes sightless
horror induced fear
glistening tracks of liquid
trail to the floor
a pathway to pain
can escape no more.
Demons
peep
behind nightmares
drool laced venom
acid deep
scoring the soul
vacuous grins
crawling towards
whimpers
screw eyes closed
go away…..
go away…..
go away!
Yea
though I walk through…..
valley of sin
wade through corruption
hands out
sacrifice
wash away
the stench
embedded
nailed to the cross
helpless
whilst at the base
fires roar
imps do dance
arrive in hell
there is no going back.
©April 28/20
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Elite Scrimmage

Crimson moon
scuttled dark
tempers flare
short
walk away quickly
before
death does come
he is tired
of waiting in the corner.
Leaning upon his scythe
waiting
dreaming for the time
when you will fuck up
think without care
speak without reason
as I listen
wondering
head cocked to the side
how much further do you dare?
Push me
tempt me
keys pressed violently
deep breath
control the red dimmed vision
you ninny
dancing around
ape like
only
they are smarter.
Tarnished copper crown
falls
rolling through dusted floors
crocodile tears
ranting
how this is so undeserved
how could we be so mean
how could we be……
medieval like
as his head does roll
right to my boot toe
I just smile
death always did like
a good game of soccer.
©March 30/20
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