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Flashback – Cursed and Curious
Deep in the woods,disguised by splintered branches and the shadows they show me,I saw him.Torn tatters of my terror on the tip of my tongue,a scream that does not come,my destructive demons are back at the border to his world,and there has never been enough of my soul left to save me.I wait for him…
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Go To Bed, Francesco
Before you dawdle off to dream land,don’t forget to check under your bed,and to sweep the shadowy kingdom that grows behind your door as the lights dim to nothing. He might be coming. Who is he?I couldn’t say.I’d scare you half to death,but you should know that he gnaws on little boys who wander out…
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Flashback – Bitten
My Miss loves my wrists in Marc Jacobs and roses, stems snaking around the flesh and bones like ropes,charmed by the perfume and scarring the skin,this is how she likes me, when she awakes, aware and ferociously hungry. She stares with windy eyes, the blueish grey of a stormy sky,and I am silent, save my breath,…
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Flashback – Conversations With The Devil
The devil said that my body was easy to inhabit, because I was already riddled and rattling with demons, out of the habit of trying to save myself, my soul, I looked myself in the mirror and declared another war, offering myself the dreams I thought I’d lost. My Mediterranean blood burned through the blue…
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Halloween Approaches
Over the hills and through the branches of trembling, tingling trees, she approaches.She sings her siren song to the crisp, cold air,her heart, patient,her kiss, petrifying,and you,so still, so sealed in your fate. It’s almost like being in love,and left to your own devices,you could mistake it for such an adventure.She’ll follow you,like a scorned…