Friday, November 6, 2015

The Hunter


Hungry ravens sulk in the pivotal darkness
Under a full waning moon of howls
Nevermore is heard in every crooked tree
Together in ravenous harmony

Tombstone rites glowing vexingly
Here lie the dead and the lost
Engraved into the blood ebony of thee
Perspicuous eyes full of nocturnal resent

Reincarnate infernal fires in the sky
Extradition has been fully met
Yielding the lariat lacerations of felony
Together they sway in the will-o-wisps

Harbingers of their larcenous lust
Allies of the ninth precipice
Tableau tainted with sin and must
Knave to the wilderness of draught

Intensively slaught in lieu of rot
Laced from navel to snout
Landmarked in kinship shed of doubt

Surrounded thru a hearth in his cot

"Walking in a path of darkness is a lonely road."

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