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 Ballad of Bobbie Sue
Last night little Bobbie Sue
Cried herself to sleep,
The goblins past her closet door
Did in the darkness creep.
From her sock drawer came a growl
A mighty bellow deep,
And once she was too tired to scream
The ghouls came out to reap.
Her little body limp and still
Did weigh a pretty pound,
And when they got her to their lair
They gave her to the hound.
His pointy nose and dagger claws
Inspected her and found,
That little Bobbie Sue was mute,
She'd never make a sound.
Her little eyes were open now
And darting to and fro,
Bobbie Sue was terrified
As hungry hounds can know.
He played with her to their delight
Freely flailing in her woe,
The hound, in pieces, dragged her out
And ate her in the snow.
*~Jacklynn
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A Gathering
They strike my match on the stone
Sulphur released into their nostrils
Into their lungs
They light my kindling with a crackle
Shaking the match lest it burn them
Lest they blister
I see my flames taste the appetizer
Slowly they begin to consume
Pieces of me
Diaries, memoirs, books of shadows
Rants, love letters, suicide notes
One of a kind
Now is time for my grand entrance
A song, a tear, a prayer, a flower
I am cremated
I am remembered
I am lost.
*~Jacklynn
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Winter's Spawn
Stalking it's prey from the heavens,
The dismal confetti brings
Rosiness to the cheeks
Like sweet pain from broken sugar cubes.
The Earth bound shards of glass
Send the cold flowing through flesh
Like liquid fear, chilling to the marrow.
*~Jacklynn
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Choose Your Own Affair
On the grass in a summer garden
Past crumbling brick walls,
Inside a treehouse
Hidden in the shadows,
Locked in the gray office
Beyond mirrored windows,
Exploring secret habitats;
Restricted and quixotic.
Trying on handcuffs
And tethers together,
Teasing eachother
With gags and blindfolds,
Putting on garters
And taking off corsets,
Approaching new lifestyles;
Constricting and erotic.
Sharing nibbles on the earlobe
And the nape of the neck,
Feeling breath down the spine
To small of the back,
Giving kisses behind the knee
And the arch of the foot,
Discovering secret treasures;
Hidden and exotic.
*~Jacklynn
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