October 18, 2012

Incisor Amour

By Scott Mitchell

Dark eyes and honey skin
Hypnotic aura, one of a kind
I wanted to possess and devour
but your fangs, superior to mine

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For only you I fashioned a Taj Mahal
and refused to accept it in vain
Then, you slayed me with your bite
and my feelings stayed the same

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The darkest hour
is every morning as I wake
Hallmarks of immortal desire
Scars on my neck which you’re to blame

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I want to run from the memories
I want to never feel the hope
I don’t want to walk amongst the living dead
or drink the blood of kindred souls

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I try to run away in a straight line
but always return on bended knee
Am I a slave to the darkness
or a jester to a queen?

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It feels I’m always seeking red
Edgily awaiting one more drink
It’s convoluted to distinguish
when your tricks appear as treats

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If someday wings refuse to form
as bells toll the midnight hour
Simply know you took the best of me
in your last leap from the tower

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Scottula

About Scott Mitchell

A scene, a soul, and an expression. I'm an artist based in Detroit, but focus globally #worldiction #art #detroit #scottmitchell View all posts by Scott Mitchell
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