Dogs only follow me
Ever since my teeth went red,
Humans always avoid me
But I find them under my bed.
Carpets and blankets
Red-stained pockets,
Cute as a pretty maid
The flower vases with their head.
Praise me, praise me more!
I am the lord sent from above.
Crawling in your heart so impure,
I wriggle to gnaw and shove.
I eat anything and everything
Even if you say it's just a kink,
But I love the taste of iron
The same as the snakes love heron.
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Author:
Agantuk (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: October 15th, 2024 08:24
- Comment from author about the poem: I know it sucks but I just felt like writing something macabre and this is what I cooked. You can try and find meaning but I didn't intend any, just a hotpot of ideas made into a edible symphony.
- Category: Gothic
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