Among The Warrior Worms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
What happens when we are put to rest anew battle rages on.

Submitted: July 19, 2012

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Dead,

I'm a fleshy mound among the warrior worms.

I am a battlefield of ravenous debauchery

a crimson kiss of rapturous gluttony.

I am a blood born God in this time of feasting .

I am the self devouring serpent eternal turned inside out.

Their gnashing mouths are like hymns , my requiem.

Stripped,

I'm a charnel ghost, an echo of conquered meat,

a battle cry in the belly of the warrior worms.

A bastion now void of flesh.


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