Pain,
and fear,
black cat's near,
calling your name
under the dark sky.
Searching throughout the night,
simply waiting to find you,
and impose it's mark of anguish.
Smelling your fear the cat comes closer,
the demon waiting to pull you back home.
"the demon waiting to pull you back home."
[the demon wanting to pull you back home]
- Personally I find it a bit more powerful to say that the demon WANTS to pull you home rather than is WAITING to pull you home. Syllable count stays the same, imagery stays the same, meaning is spiced up a bit, and emotional boundaries are still intact.
I really like this poem. I think you had a unique idea of writing and put it into words in a unique way. I've always fancied etherees and you've made that fancy even stronger.