Graveyard

will you dance with me
among the headstones
on the night I can be flesh
Will you make love to me
in the moonlight
so I can remember
what it was like
before I return to the mist?

I remember when
I could walk in the sun
feel its heat on my skin
your hands on my body
your mouth on mine
your teeth
the pain
then exquisite death.

I don’t blame you
I knew what you were
I knew the danger
I came to you
knowing I would
be devoured completely
and welcomed it

 

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20 to Eternity

A short flash I did with a thought in my head sometime ago. Not my best work, but one of my favorites.

20 to Eternity

We are just like everyone else, to be honest. We work, pay taxes, go to bars and dance drunk. We live normal lives for the most part. Some of us are famous. Some of us are little more than bums. It amuses me when people try to imitate us. Those people wouldn’t know us from a hair on their butt. I can’t really blame them, though. All they have to go on are other people’s stories. Continue reading “20 to Eternity”