NecroCannibalism says : can i join? thats smthng i wrote after my grandma died, it was produced after one of the dreams i had with her. So you can say that i saw her like that in my dream and i basically reproduced it into a poem. “The Old granny was dressed up in a little girl’s clothes…” Pink clothes and a gum in her mouth “The Old granny was dressed up in a little girl’s clothes…” Playing with her gum and chewing it childishly “The Old granny was dressed up in a little girl’s clothes…” But her hair had fallen from her Skull And her face was nothing but bones Come play with the little granny Come and let her sit to your lap She will behave, I promise. |
CreatioExMateria says : Just saw your post now Menstrual! Okay, here's one I'm going to make as I type. I'm kind of in a bad Mood right now, so that may help... I feel the Bile rising; I spit ichor from a throat that has been slit. You lay your hands across my trachea, and I believe that it is love. This Asphyxiation; This intoxication; I breathe you in and you are poison. My lungs are filled with your sorrow; My corset is laced with melancholy. I am dead inside; Leave my corpse as you found it - Soulless and silent. I'm upset about something with someone right now, so it was good to get that out! |