Visitors

Stirred by impulse
lascivious desire
the rousing of flesh
fractures the aether
a gateway
to realms beyond
the unwitting invitation
to besiegers of man
all manner
of things unclean
but he is nescient…

She comes at night
upon a paralytic sleep
beauty in all its guise…
how icy is her womb…
like tearing daggers
shredding his vitality
Her mouth draws his breath
as she looms above
trails of vapor exude
as he fights to speak
but he is silent…

Terror sinks
into his bones
she is not alone…
a penetration
of searing hate
while frigid lips
slash his face…
They devour
inner flesh
steal his seed
to bestow
unholy life
to evil unseen
but he is helpless…

His eyes snap open
he flies from his bed
drenched in cold sweat
imagery still
in his head…
the darkened room
taunting
from the window
breaking day
just a dream…
a nightmare…
his rapid breath
abates…
but is he naive?…

Written by Matthew – 2015
© 2015 This Mortal Flesh

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20 thoughts on “Visitors

  1. I’m writing a book and though not as dark my most recent chapter was very similar to the theme of this! It was just kind of strange to me that a day after I wrote my chapter, I read your work. 🙂 I really enjoy your writing style. No matter how dark, art is art.

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