Souls stir amongst the festering
burning the flesh of the living
searing the minds of the sane
a vexing tempest.
Through rotting skulls winds hiss
whipping words in serpent's tongue
breathing news by fetid whisper
He has risen.
I, once again, am amused by your writing, though it's rather dark, yes? With the burning of living flesh and whatnot...
ReplyDeleteIt's kinda hard to get a set scene in my head when I am reading it. Is there anyway you can go back and add more without stripping it of it's simplistic beauty?
absolutely yes. Before I posted there was a pause within my mind that the first half was not too good. Then reading the second half I got off on the booya express
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