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"I'm Not Afraid of The Dark #50"

Poetry
From The
Buffet Of Sickness,
Series # 2

"H Y S T E R I A"  c

WILD HAIRED AND SNAKE-EYED
SHE SAT//SHRIEKING AT THE LIGHTS//
SHINING ON HER//
UNHOLY HOLD ON HIM//
WHERE AND WHY IRRELEVANT TO HER
AS SEEKING SUSTENANCE
FOR HERSELF
TIME STANDS STILL//AND SHE'S BENDING TO KISS AND LICK
HIS NECK//HER BEAUTY A HORROR TO HIM//HER ENVY AT
HIS lNNOCENCE STABBING AT
HER HEART, BUT HEARTLESSLY SHE
PERSISTS// STILL HUNGRY//AS FORKED TONGUE
SLASHING OUT OF HER FACE//FREELY//SHE BITES DOWN//AND SCREAMING
HE STRUGGLEs TO PULL AWAY//TRAUMATIZED//BLOOD SPURTING
QUIETLY//AND RUNNING DOWN HIS HANDS, NECK AND CHEST
AND SPLASHlNG EVERYWHERE HIS SORROW//
MUCH AS IT HURTS, IT DOES,
MAKING OF HlS FLESH A FEAST
FOR HERSELF
WITH HER lNSATIABLE TOUCH
AND HER DARKEST FANTASIES WHlCH FIND HIS LIFEBLOOD A WINE NO
HARLOT HAS EVER HAD THE PLEASURE OF SIPPING SO SWEETLY AND SO
HEAVENLY WlTH ITS SHINING ECSTASIES OF PURlTY//AND IN GREEDY
GULP-FULLS ITS SPILLING OUT
HER MOUTH IN SICK SWEET SLURPS//FOR A BLISSFUL MOMENT
                                                                                                              ("YES!")
SHE SMILES
A GHOULISH MADWOMAN
HELL-BENT ON
FEEDING OFF HER OWN
OFFSPRING//AND TAKING SICK PLEASURES
SHE FONDLES HERSELF AT THOUGHT
OF HIS ROCK HARD MALENESS/WHICH SHE CRAVES
TO FEAST UPON//
"COME TO ME, CHlLD MOTHER IS LONELY. "SHE TEMPTS, SEDUCTIVE
.... BUT POLITELY DECLINING HER
SICK INVITATION TO
FURTHER HYSTERIA
HER CHILD ESCAPES/FLEEING THE DOOM OF MOTHER'S MISSPENT YOUTH//
KEEPING HIS LIFE MORE HONEST//BY RUNNING FOR IT//AND ALONE..
HE LIVES TO TELL THE TALE NO ONE BELIEVES OR CARES TO//
FOR IF HE IS A MADWOMAN'S CHILD, REGARDLESS,
SURVIVING HER CANNIBALISTIC AND UNHOLY LUST FOR HIM,
THEN lT MUST FOLLOW ALSO HE IS MAD//THAT HE IS NO MORE SANE
THAN SHE//THE LEGACY OF MADNESS MERELY
PERPETUATED BY HIS HORROR OF IT //THE LEGACY OF MADNESS PASSED DOWN
FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION HE HAS REFUSED//IN FAVOR OF HIS OWN
HOMEGROWN lNSANITY//SPINNlNG//ROUND THEM ALL//IN A WORLD OF SICK
SHRIEKING
H    Y    S    T    E    R    I    A   //....

25 June 1997
Washington Heights, NYC---------------------------------------------- Poetry from the Buffet of Sickness, no. 2, Hysteria copyright 2005 F i n n e g a n