Drucilla

I wrote a few Halloween inspired pieces today. There's this one, the one I'll post on Monday and not sure if I'll post the third one yet or not.

Pitiful Drucilla in her tattered silk

The paste has yet to dry

As crimson blushes tongue

You’re voluptuous

Sensual lines curve

Shadow tightly against

Plasterboard

Catharsis flecks dust

From the skylines trace

Denouement’s never dreamt

Of visions so free in their finality

So fragile, senses blur first

So eager, to be plucked

Out of a lineup

Or a dumpster…

                           …If this corpse has been,

 forever stained by

                           The sin in you.