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The Destroying Angel (Amanita)

Poetry By: Kaithe

A Poem abouut a beautiful chick.

Submitted:Dec 27, 2012    Reads: 20    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

The Destroying Angel (Amanita)

I had a forest tryst
with Amanita,
after it rained,
I did see her.

Dank and slain,
suited to decompose:
her bed; as I sank--
in ballet baretoe,
the white angel rose.

She was flawlessly pale,
and 'round her neck,
a wedding veil.

sliding it down,
stepping out
of wedding gown.

On her head it sat,
white and smoother,
than skin.
her bridal cap.

I asked my love
to doff her bridal wear.
" My love, my groom
wears my chastity belt,
round my hair."

Then I could not resist,
pale lips, I gave kiss.

Alas, then I saw the ring,
she pulled back,
and deep in my eyes
she looked in.

She smiled to my fear,
in her eyes, skull and bones,
and whispered in my ear,
to whom she was betrothed.

The deadly mushroom that rises out of the dank forest like a alabaster sepulchre, take a bite, and fertilze her bed at the foot of her veil and gown. Look for her ring (annulus), or partake a bite of her smooth bridal cap and that destroying chastity.


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