Velvet Dragon

Ill tempered she spews a trail of scorching flames Dancing upon my flesh to the bittersweet tune of revenge Streaks of treacherous agony hinder the walls of my arteries Rupturing my veins with ghastly lullabies of a tasteless quality A screeching echo of necrosis reverberates off my bones Searing through the various networks of my cerebellum Eating away at every layer of tissue with fierce vehemence Bashing against my skull in a series of catastrophic head quakes Until my ears cry waterfalls of scarlet tragedies from my eardrums No level of mercy could shun the wages of sin that my body has partaken The icy, cold kiss of the razor, sharp teeth piercing my neck belonged to None other than the mysterious, velvet dragon herself wanting nothing more Than to humiliate and slay me with a passion so lethal it could crack hearts What I did to become a helpless victim to this horrendous act of ignorance I have but not one clue but I accept my death with great bravery and honor By Glenn McCrary © 2011 (All rights reserved)