Carnivore

broken redPhoto By: Amber Africa

I stand under the ceraceous film of a pensive moon

Black eyes indignant, lips peeled back to snare, hands

Resetting the pulse of an anemic mistress. In shadows

Stalled by the advance of daylight, I shape nightmares

Of sonance and silhouette, displacing puritanical ideals

With a bestial hunger for degrading sex

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I thought of the woman as the victim of a vampire or incubus type creature. I wrote in the villain’s perspective which makes this a rather strange piece of writing haha

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