Sunday, January 15, 2017

White Venom Widow

Because I never forget
Everyone has an imprint, a legacy
Thriving in the depths of my memory

On a wall & seemingly invisible,

      Hiding in the closet out of view, Leeching nothing but life from a derelict hope unwanted few, Lost beyond attempt of being renewed, But the Spyder ever deadly will not unto darkness submit, Despite the appearance of a charred black obsidian spite never broke its tomb, This widow will soon be as sinister as new, Residing underneath the wings of your sheets, Gliding as an angelic vampire beneath the sheets as we sleep... Just out of view of the silent funeral for us all.

In lieu of,
The inevitable
XxX

Whatever comes to pass
I still miss you friend! x

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