Dark Poetry

My Lady Of The Night

1936-1938

Manifesting from the dark

A beautiful creature of the night

Sending another off with her best regards,

She awaits for another to impart

Fashioning an innocent face,

And covered in that fine lace,

The red haired lady lures me to a secluded place

Seventeen at best,

She is a young disgrace

Her lips stained red

She lays back on my bed,

Lighting herself another cigarette

So absent is the ability to feel that sense of regret

And to sell oneself so cheaply

Still, I fall into her deeply

My sweet incubus, may I allow you to complete me?

Let me hold you close

Bestow me your woes

You don’t have to wear those clothes

We can make this our home

I ask her of her morales

She does not distinguish wrong from right

A long bred lady of the night

But you linger here in my sights

Up even before the sun

My heart is left astrung

My lady in red, why must we depart?

You come and go as you please

You lead a life that is empty

A soul awaiting to be cleaned

Let me welcome you to the gentry

Hold you down and keep you to myself

I won’t let you go

You now play the main role in my show

A relentless ego

She takes my love like a hard blow

Can’t seem to stop the blood flow

She struggles and she coughs

Sputters and grips the cross

Clean her up nice with a wet cloth

Eyes like frost,

I’d like to see her rot

Need to bring this to a stop,

But now I’m back on top,

And when I get off,

Like a ripened moth,

She sets off,

Not considering the cost

Take her by the wrist

Contain that painful grip until she ceases to resist

Now watch as her eyes drift

My dove, my darling, my sweet lady in red

My poor girl, you look starving

But I cannot help it

Your eyes pull at my heartstrings

Ah, so very, very charming

A hostage of my love

We’ll push and shove,

And she’ll pray to the above

But is it enough?

She calls my bluff

So her face hits the rug, and all her fluids collect around me

I can’t deny the buzz

We forget all the distrust

No room to discuss

I’m gonna watch you rust and disconnect from all else around you

My prime suspect

I will dissect you like a wounded insect

Unaccepting of the way you project that blatant disrespect

You must be punished

A rifle as my accomplice

We break an estranged promise

And drive it through an orifice

Her shrieks being the genesis of such divine violence

Providing her with God’s established services

And only he as an eyewitness,

My love slips into paralysis