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Delving into Poe's Black Box by JeM The full moon casts an eerie, ashen glow Turrets, shadowed, outlined in blood-bathed beams Black midnight waves, outstretched, swallow the sky in halves Submerged neath the blood-red oceanic expanse Hellatious Descension within Insanity's melodramatic hidden chamber A world where sovereign coldness guillotines light, betrayed All Hail! The Dark Avatars of deathly disease Pestilences of Shattered heart and Broken soul Attack! Ravish! Plunder mortal frames Tombstones of torment, sepulchre of decay Sentimental atrocities spill o'er As dying embers last testament to the previous eve's debauch Demonic exultations of agony, secured Amid taut and twisted reign, suspending black imagination Infestation of mind, annihialtion of life Maniacal whirlwinds feed on bestial madness Impulses of perversity, helmsmen to the soul Most Merciful and Most Terrible God Air out the musty stench of thoughts-turned-sour Lest Dark Angels of Demise rush to poison Blinded Eyes. About the Author: Many thrive in the light... Who would want to be one of many, a member of the herd? I revel in the shadows... I feel a peculiar sense of peace from dusk's rapid approach till the hour the moon sets... I am a student, young and still a bit wet behind the ears. No matter what my occupation, though, I shall always see myself as a student of life. Corny as it sounds, it is the dark undercurrents of life that I am drawn to. I hope you enjoyed the glimpse into my world. Granted, this poem is rather dark and dreary... I wrote it the eve of his birthday, while trying to imagine Poe's frame of mind when he penned some of my favorite night-time reading.... ~JeM |
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