
ransom,
Resonulo,
out of all the unseen
Borgesian roses one that
bites back
Lady Shelley's Lover
Dry bones
A skeleton
Brain stormed Crafted your flesh
Maggots came Ate the rotting thing
I'd made
Tinsel Tagging
The Rot
Dives down so deep
Root it out Shake loose streets
Water will reclaim ceded land
Truth piques
Rope
Face marred
Sorrow has scarred
Skin. Soul. Brow furrowed. Old
Strange fruit hangs rotting in the trees
Lifeless
Top Rot
Worship
What you require
Fealty we bend the knee
Offerings unacceptable
Our lives
Our blood
A sacrifice
Extracted with delight
You enjoy the suffering you
Inflict
Cinquain
Five lines you say!
And not a tanka but kinda
with no limit, no bloody limit
of line length, or tricksy syllable
counts! Well, fuck me!
Re-worked and re-wrote another old unused dark cinquain, but this time I kept the old title — "Taken Over".
Background rendered in GIMP.
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Cinquain "Fairy Song on Greensward Rath" originally published Aug 2023 in the double-length speculative poetry collection COSMIC JOURNEYS AND GOTHIC VISIONS.
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