The shadow felt like an emery board
against my lusting flesh dark of tongue
with chatoyant jalapeno green eyes
hemorrhaging decadence for my lonely
dripping from its depraved oysters
naked shell screaming, “I vont yor blod”
rinsing out memories with Selsun Blue
swinging on a rainbow of delirium
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Love the Dracula quote… and the jalapeno green eyes.
I like the presentation of this piece, the format and concentrated description.
xoxoxo
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