Pour salt on funeral fires,
manequettes strung by devilish wires...

A myriad of Dryad tears,
sipped from the eyes...

An enchantress,
gowned in black and silky dress...

Woes and fragrant rose,
miseries unsung even from...

***Before reading this poem, I would like to...
Come out of the rain, I say...

***Luckily...I just caught the sunrise as I posted...
Mind you...this is not specifically about today's...

Once upon a dreamy night,
with blank snow fallen thick...

Bitter sweet,
like the cowering scent of decay...

A howl for moons
of fluorescent dusk...

Lonesome are the flames burning bright,
Of serpentine ladies in nameless graves...

"There's nothing wrong with me, there's...
I raped the child Jesus, as he lay in bed...

"I hate myself more than you hate me. Because...
- Inspired by "Ghostflowers", by Otep...