Wednesday, April 22, 2009

3ww-medieval times

On his honor I took the hand
offered in honest oath
I thought

I scanned the crowd gathered
to see only plain
faces indulged in wrath

no wedding this day
no sweet words of love
no way to please his passion

only down dirty despots of deceit
debauchery
and death

the latter the matter of fact

yes, instead of bouquets and rings
and reception
I lay my head upon the cold wood headrest
and in
one
two
three
seconds time

the slide of the steel
as it kissed my neck

12 comments:

  1. Dark and gritty. Creepy, but I like creepy.

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  2. Great job. Loved the imagery and darkness of it.

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  3. Love how true an oxymoron the last two lines are. It's scary

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  4. You totally got me in. That ending, I don't have words to describe it.

    gyrating on its own steam of oath

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  5. ooooh there is something more gruesome than marriage!
    great eerie tale

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  6. Oooh, that gave me gooseflesh! Very shadowy and eerie.

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  7. The slide of the steel as it kissed my neck
    Superb

    ~Harsha

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  8. I ventured down to the 806. Great stuff. And just so you know your pic is up at my blog.

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