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Steel Fireflies
by Angela StevensThe molten larvae are spilling
their blood splinters and glitter rich pus
from being ravaged and violently
caressed by steel fireflies at midnight
Digging yourself deeper into that rotten womb
and begging for the release from the wax coated
crystals they forced you to swallow
{A thrumming catalyst: silver tips and crimson licks}
Gnarled steel teeth amicably grinning
being part of an intricate plan
{they can hear you breathe}
A foetus floats at the bottom
of a blood enriched well 01/27/2013 Author's Note: The 3rd poem I ever produced. It means a lot to me and I like it.
Posted on 01/27/2013
Copyright © 2024 Angela Stevens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/27/13 at 03:53 PM It definitely has a vivid impact. |
| Posted by Sam Roberts on 03/03/14 at 02:43 PM Last 2 lines are fantastic, the whole poem is rich with dirty imagery. I love this kind of writing, I have written a similar poem called Bin Bag. You might like that one. Anyway Thanks for this :) |
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