The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Exquisite Corpse
by Angela Yuriko Smith
She breathes…
A light brush of air
in the vacuum stirs
—pushing out the stale
—bringing in the pale
effervescent light
of a young moon.
She stirs…
Long limbs slide
inside the shroud
—fingers entwining
—sinew unbinding
loosening the blood
that crumbles to dust.
She calls…
The temperatures drop
as her voice expands
—no annunciation
—only accusation
to chill the heart of my bones
and send my demons to roost.
She is the love that unravels me—
my own and only exquisite corpse.
Fiction © Copyright Angela Yuriko Smith
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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A superb poem.
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