Friday has become the day I reblog some great post I find out there in the wordpress jungle of fiction and poetry. This blog has a lot of them, it was hard to choose. Enjoy.
Was it delusion?
Few among us would argue that it wasn’t
But be assured, their ghastly footsteps came by a dozen
In that seclusion
With wooded life glaring at me on despairing knees.
Leaf unto limb they crumbled underfoot from behind me.
First they snickered
Not contempt nor trickery did the sepulchral spooks bring.
Though frightening, they were there to rid me of something.
Hungered they bickered
One hooded, gangly creature to another, then bargained
Selecting which to do the honors, in feral jargon
Whether to rip
A fatal gash into my belly or down through my throat.
My shivering heart beat my last rites and braced to be smote.
Through my lips
The chosen wraith plunged with his boney, necromanced hand
Into my esophagus, stomach, and gastric glands
Pulled a bezoar
Backwards, scraping slurry, silt, sludge, and scales past my teeth.
The twelve danced gleeful at the vile, oozing mass…
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