The Jungle That Goes On Forever

Indigo and scarlet lights






























A hidden jungle within itself



























A zoo
Animals wearing masks and costumes























They smell blood, they gather



























They know a sacrifice will begin
A sanctuary

































A temple


































A safe haven
































Not quite.
Strength is power































Lust is power

































Fear is power

































Knowledge is forsaken
Children are vultures





























Basking and glorifying






























Ecstatic not to be chosen
Instincts are growing strong




























I hear a growl































My heart runs far
But I know it is time































I can hear drums































A steady beat













Dum Bum Bum





























Dum Bum Bum
Claws tear into my soft pink flesh

























An ancient ritual that will never die























If I can only hold a little longer
The monsters watch all thinking the same thoughts
I will not be the one.





























No.



































I will not be the one.





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TheBrokenAngel said...
May 20, 2011 at 10:41 am
This is one of the most amazing poems I have ever read, I can see the images in my head clearly. I love it.
 
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