In New Nightmares Poem by DM W

In New Nightmares

Rating: 5.0


In new nightmares, cold steel veins pulse black blood
The knives of longing sever through pure white skulls.
The blessed flesh of innocence is ravaged.
Holy, ancient orders are inverted.

Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nightmares
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dominic Windram 22 October 2020

Thanks Shaun..very amusing...yes even Jason from Friday The! 3th would undoubtedly have trouble controlling those pesky kids!

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Shaun Cronick 16 October 2020

Sound like what every teacher's aide has to endure the first day on the job. A nicely yet darkly written night terrors quatrain Dominic and worthy of five ephialtes stars. Many thanks and take care and I wish you well

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