Crimson, Crimson Everywhere

Rated: R (Because of the ‘f’ word)

It’s a horror poem. Enjoy.

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Crimson, crimson everywhere
On the walls, the ceiling, the marbled floor
Her hands, his face, her chest, his neck
Doused in thick, warm crimson
The two of them

Oh love, don’t worry. It’s over

Lips pouting, wet like raindrops
She hated what she once saw
Everything pure, everything white
Clean and boring, smooth and dull
Just to make things lively, she’d dig her nails into the walls
Bring them down the walls like they were chalkboards
No screeching sounds so she would scream
To make up for the silence

Forgive me, my love. Silence is hell to me

Angel, oh what an angel he was!
His halo disgustingly bright and warm
So hot, he burned her with his touch
His wit was sharp, his honesty brutal
And his love could kill
What a beautiful man he was.
No, what a beautiful, *living* man he was.

Still beautiful, my love.
Still beautiful, soaking in red
Still beautiful by the table drowned in darker colors

She hugged him, loved him, fucked him ‘til he couldn’t breathe
Squeezed him ‘til he began to suffocate
Slithered around him, flicking her tongue out and lashing it against his cheek
Ice hands grasped his soft body and ruined it but it was no use
Try as hard as she could, she could never break his halo

You were not nice, my love. You resisted.
I should have let you go but couldn’t.
So I chose to keep you with me forever...

The silver blade, gleaming in moonlight
Perfect. Just perfect.
And so went to where he lay, passed out
Drunk by her love, fucked up and unaware
His strong neck, smooth and creamy and clean
Glowed bright like the angel he was
She hated it.
She wanted to get rid of it.

Don’t hate me, my love. But your light is not my friend

Slow, oh so slow, ran that blade under his chin
His face twitched as scarlet rivers poured from his cut
She carved another smile to complete his innocent looks
So deep and beautiful, he fell away
Down into dark eternity

Forever, my love. Now I will keep you forever

She loved what she did! It made her laugh!
No more light haunting her anymore!
Her love was still around as the bed he lay on turned dark
And the floor got slick
And she touched all the life that was pouring down from him
Tasted it.
Angels are sweet candy

Delicious, my love. Your life is delicious

Now he sits at the table and she feeds him
Dresses him when it’s time to get ready
Brushes the silky hair, wipes his angel face
Laughs with delight, knowing she has won
Pleased by how different her life looks

Crimson, crimson everywhere. Your life sticks everywhere, my love

And her love is unaware. The cut on his neck visible
Sitting at the table he will never get up from
With the woman he will never escape from
In a world that is crimson, crimson everywhere

Forever, my love

She laughs. No more sickly glow.
No more light driving her insane
The angel’s light dimmed and died

But I do intend to keep you forever, my love.
Keep you like this forever

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