Blood Bloom

Croiyon

I bloom like a mallow in the morning  

I bloom dripping blood like dew  

I bloom in the dark of the night  

I bloom catching prey like a trap  

I bloom waiting for the next  

I bloom salivating for more  

I bloom with gnashing teeth  

I bloom waiting and waiting  

I bloom ripping flesh and crunching bone  

I bloom with a grin  

I bloom when prey comes near

  • Author: Ian Faust (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 13th, 2017 22:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is part of the nightmares I used to have and it meant a lot to me as writing is an outlet for my depression.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31
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