Monday, December 24, 2012

look behind you, Daisy!/waiting...

that lurking menace/crouched and waited/breathed hard and thunk/evil
poured off it/when Daisy came along, what was she/but a light, sweet
morsel?/she was busy sorting her flowers and/from the gloom "light,
sweet morsel"/the air got so warm/it stank as if burned/it's evil
teeth glowed/malignant saliva bubbled in it's maw/as in a
cauldron/it's appendages extended as a trap, expectant/her feet softly
carried her away/and it followed,/that hellish stormcloud

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