Monday, 24 November 2008

Untitled....

I live beneath you.
My tendrils bore the dark earth
you walk upon.
They seize your ankles,
girdle your thighs.
Consume your body.
You, powerless,
do not struggle but
accept your repulse.
A thousand monsterous screams
fill your mind and....
you hear nothing.
Not even the obdurate rain
descending from your naked flesh,
seeping into my sodden wormworld
below.
Without fear
your essence asserts my seat.
My host fails to repel
your insistent (welcome)
presence.
Your spirit exacts mine.
You comfort my world
with ease.
In your completeness
i receive you.

2 comments:

  1. Not repulse.Always insistent. And you will always recieve me. There's no other way for you.

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