Transcendental Veracity Date: Sunday, 2nd December 2007 @ 08:46:54 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: ryuchan Split the belly. A hunger-so raw-humming lightly. Voice box; sardonic laughter. They heed, a shadow. Warm & wet, thin ribbons of red liquid drip off those dainty fingertips. Slowly, pull the cords of my being. Shall I open this furrowed tube? Tear at the flesh that bars my entrance. More warm liquid; insatiable. Peel back the muscle, look within. She rips my veins, I do not cry. Sultry laughter, she pulls my hair. Lips swollen from her bite…copper. Tears; my eyes are moist. Vision can’t hold light. I can’t understand. A brighter tomorrow awaits. Sleep consumes my thoughts. I promise not to wake up. This poem is Copyright © ryuchan Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=138941