Feed me the ooey-gooey caramel fear
That sticks to the back of my molars
With the threat of choking me to death.
.
Pile my mouth full of candy corn
Until the only breaths I can take
Are stained with the stench of sugar.
.
Pour bloody cocktails down my throat.
Make me swell with the sweetness
Of a different life well-lived.
.
Give me the knife and let me carve
My own happy jack-o-lanterns.
Let me stuff them full of spite.
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The shadows creep out of my soul,
Slither across the moonlit ground.
Dark living in the dark, redundant.
.
Redundancy doesn't bother the immortal.
It doesn't bother the monsters.
The shadows don't mind.
.
So feed me the ooey-gooey caramels
That make me tremble with terror
And bring on the night of the ghosts.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (8)
i love this piece
Spooktacular! (Sorry!) great poem, Silver!
Hehehehehehhehe now this is my kinda poem! I freaking loved it!
Wow amazing poem.
Your persona has a wonderfully hybrid tone, credulous and imploring on one hand, bitter and cynical (even about their own words) on the other. This line is especially perspicacious and jaded: "Dark living in the dark, redundant."
This is great. Started out so sweet that I wanted the caramels, until I got to the third line. Then I busted out laughing and didn't want them anymore. Then the darkness set in. Really, really well done.
Halloween in its all it sweet glory!
Came for the Ooey Gooey, stayed for the awesome poem. Well done, Silver!