Dark Poetry

Dark Poetry 


The witch
of my secret affections

my most demonic
obsession

shunned by 
decent society

her very existence
causes mass
anxiety

and yet

her impure
unfiltered
honesty

penetrates my
inhibitions and
sings to me

I desire to embrace
her darkness

lose myself
in forbidden passion

enter the lair
of her wickedness

My most lurid
fantasy

is to have her 
totally gut me

drink my blood

grind my organs
into sausage

and devour me

to finally

free me

from

my suffocating

conventional

morality