Poems of a dark spiritual bent.

[MaxMad244]

Go ahead and post your dark spiritual bents here as an act of creation for entertainment purposes. I'll go first.

i feel you in my woman's womb
wohden laying still
midnight mistress to be born

"is that you my maker,
you must be,
as dark as me,
you are,
the brightest star to me
is lightless"

she screeches like a broken washing machine
in a murder house
walls with secret messages
pigeons
shit on the floor

she will be born soon
i put my face to her mother's stomach
and whisper
"I await here for you
to feed on me
when you.re born
from the womb,
whoden"

a quiet walk through the trailer park

"I will feed on you
bite your neck in two
and chew until i'm blue
and leave a trail of blood
daddy, as I drag your carcass
to the door
out you go
here no more"

"sweet dreams my baby girl"
I kiss the fetus beating in my hands

"sweet dreams my father
trapped inside my jaws
like a baby squirrel"
the fetus grows
a statue still forever
vines out of its cracks
the fetus still beating
forever right before birth
as I it's father cannot move
turned to rock