Settling into the bloody seat filled with boils and scabs
The leaches all gathered around, squishing about
“Accompany me, my little minions” says the goblin
Leading the insolent forward into the future
Slime lines followed the congregation as they went
Crawling from side to side about the blood
Not a legible word released from their bowels
“And now we shall all jump!”
And then that was the end
Splash
Tag: scabs
In These Shoes (day 159)
Fueled by urban rush
Styling through leftover plush
The balanced hair left a little smear
Sexy walks and glaring looks
No, we’re happy in these shoes
Give me blood
And I’ll ask for scabs
Give me cocktails
And I’ll ask for napkins
Give me rainbows
And I’ll ask for the rain
Give me eyebrows
And I’ll ask for the lips
Give me hair
And I’ll fray it everywhere
Now we’re happy in these shoes