***Last night I made changes to this piece because I was so not happy with it. I can't make the change on G+ because it would disqualify me but I'm making the change here. The rhythm was off and it was driving me crazy. I think now the rhythm is better and the ending doesn't seem as chopped off as before. I hope you agree.***
The Scourge
The dark
scourge's heart thumps
In a dark
recess of my town
Da dump
da dump
Its roots
buried deep
Opaque
tentacles slithers silently
From
street to street
Searching,
searching
Skulking,
sneaking
Always
creeping
For its
next prey
It is
ravenous
I can
sense its hunger
The
stomach cavernous
It howls
in desperation
It hasn't
fed in months
Forced in
isolation
Its prey
has evolved
Smarter,
quicker
More
resolved
Out of
reach
From its
inviting talons
Talons,
poison-tipped each
Fear
oozes
From its
pores
For death
will soon be
Knocking
down its door
I walk
through the silent street
I know
where the heart lays
I've
heard it beat
Thumping,
humping
Seducing,
inviting
In my
left hand
My weapon
of choice
I will
take my stand
A bottle
of premium burns the best
I always
say
In my
right, my street chrome zippo
To help
light my way
My fuel
soaked rag, lit
I stare
at my target
The time
has come to end it!
To burn,
burn, burn it!
Flames
lick at my skin
As I
ready my stance
My pitch
is true
The blaze
dance
It meets
its mark
The thing
screeches and shrieks
While I
watch in the dark
Its death
is final
We can
now and forever breathe
And ease
our vigil
But I
stand alert
You never
know
What is
buried
Deep down
in the dirt.
--
*Allene Angelica*
=^_^=
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