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Howard Pyle

Silent Reign

Silence

How

It

Reigns

a Rain

of Pain

to Cut

Furrows

In

the Hardest

Heart

the Stain

Of

the Grave

Holding Us

a Part

Putrid Flesh

That

Will Never

Heat

With Love

Again

Coffin Wood

Is Now

your Bed

my Dear

&

my Words

I Fear

you

Will Never

Hear

Just

the EndLess

Wait

to Join

your Side

the Reply

To you

& I

Never Separate

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https://api.theprose.com/post/180177/silent-reign

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Spencer Stanhope

Crimson Queen

Satan; Adversary,
Lucifer; Morning Star,
but She was Older much Older.
Older Than the Castrating Cult
of the Great Mother;
Cybele,
She Was the Oldest
& Greatest of Gods,
She Was Eros;
Desire,
the Crimson Queen.
& We,
my Family & I
Have Served Her
Since Man
First Crawled From the Wild.
We Who Have Suckled From Her Tit.
Who Have Known Her
As Pandora
& Again
As Eve.
We Were There
When the Walls of Troy Fell
& Again
When We Pierced the White Gods Side.
We Are the Ones
Said to Wear the Mark;
the Mark of Cain;
the Spear
& to This Day
We Are Still Known
As the Sons of the Dragon.
Yes,
Even He
of the Impaling Fist
Served Her;
Her
Blood Red Bliss.
She Who Came to Us
When the Moon Was Swollen,
Swollen With Sin
& Desire
Desire
Like Fire.
a Fire to Sear your Soul
& Strip your Sanity.
Bacchanalian Rites
of the Blackest Kind,
Orgies
of Mutilation & Murder.
She Would Stroll Through
Some Times Stopping
to Touch a Subjects Head.
As Her Worshippers
Offered Up Their Bloody Sacrifices;
Dripping Mangled Manhood.
Blood Wine
Heaped With Herbs
of the Darkest Sort,
Flesh of the Fallen;
Man,
Beast,
or Child;
Was the Feast We Had.
Screams of Agony & Ecstasy
In the Torch Light,
the Scarlet Flames Illuminating
Hellish Flickering Scenes
of Satanic Night.
She Covered In the Blood of the Devout,
Licking Her Fingers
Bouncing About
All Eyes & Thighs,
Tits & Ass.
Tonight I Was to Receive my Birth Right.
Ouroboros; the Snake Circle,
So Driven by Desire
It Eats Its Own Tail;
to Take the Place of my Father,
I the Oldest Surviving Son In an UnBroken Line
Since Life Began.
I to Sit Upon Her Left Side
& He
to Cross Over
& Serve Her In Her Own Land;
Hand Picked Children
In the Image
of Lillith.
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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

Black Leather, Sweater

She Cried
Black Leather
For
any Weather
the Tinier
&

Tighter
the Better
She Swore
She Was
No Whore
the Skimpy
Dress
&

Ample
Flesh
Just Made
the Work
Wetter
Eyes
On Her
Tits
As
She Made
Those Hits
Then
She Would
Put On
a Sweater
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Arthur Pyle

Howard Pyle

More

Wracked

by a Million

Battles;
my Flesh

an Old Sole.
Still I Go,

Searching,

Searching,
For a Mystery

to UnFold.

It Has Lead me

To your Door;
What Pray Tell

Will This Story Hold.
Another Contest of Wills,
So you May Test

the Iron of my Spine.
Ever

It Has Driven me Forth,

Searching,
Searching

For More.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line

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Engraving

Engraving

This
Wooden
Puppet
Clothed
In the
Flesh
Of my
Father
a Small
Pecan
Nut
of Death
Fitting
Eulogy
For the
Sins
He Made
me Commit

UnWanted at Birth,

Raised In a State Home;
Sold to the Master Carpenter

Ebenezer
& His Cruel Task Master

Rumpelstiltskin.
6 When I Came,

13 Now I Be.

My Greatest Creation

I Summon Thee.
Born of Shame,

Hate, & Pain;

Come Forth, Come Forth,
& Set me Free.
Souls & Slaughter I Offer,

Come Forth, Come Forth,
& Sup On

my Enemies.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line

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Thomas Cole

Thomas Cole

Stone & Steel

on To

the Temple

of Hephaestus;

What Glory a Waits me,

Forlorn Son

of Past Noble Deeds.

OnWard

to the Treasures

Only I Could Steal,

Past Gorges & Ravines.

Through Withering Heights

I Followed This Dream,

Minerva’s Steed.

No Earthly Things Did I See,

Only Cold, HardShip & Depravity;

Till I Reached That Crystal

Cavern of Old.

The Lame God

was Depicted In Many Scenes,

the Love of Fire & Forge

& That

Which I did Seek;

His Crowning Achievement

the Star Sword;

Aphrodite’s Bane;

Aries’ Whore.

What I Wonder

Will Bar my Door

From This & More.

In Answer Blood was Spilt;

Mine.

For That Steel Clad Creature

Had None I Could Find.

Brazen Brass Bull,

my Blade

a Tiny Broken Thing.

Sharp Fingers Rend Flesh,

Curses Give Way to Screams

At the Test

of Metal Against Muscle.

Plunging the Pommel

Through One

of Its Fiery

Red Orbs;

Kicking Out with Both Feet.

Thrusting It & Much of me;

For the Talons Still Did Cling

to Pieces of me,

From the Shelf

Where we Did Battle.

In To the Fire

That Did Ring us In

Before a Bridge.

Where I Once Again

Took Up my Plight,

For I Saw No Way

It Could Survive

Or Climb the Black Night

That Had Swallowed

the Guardian

of the Crypt.

Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line.

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Menzel

Menzel

This
Wooden
Puppet
Clothed
In the
Flesh
Of my
Father
a Small
Pecan
Nut
of Death
Fitting
Eulogy
For the
Sins
He Made
me Commit
#B27321

http://felicityjohns.com/2015/03/20/friday-flash-pecan/comment-page-1/#comment-4111

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

That Is
How
the Song
Begun
of Blood
&

Bone
Lies
To get
you Home
&

Carve
the Flesh
From
your Pretty
Face
Devastate
Death
Pieces
of Eight
Dirty
Girl
#B27321

http://felicityjohns.com/2015/03/06/friday-flash-devastate/?c=3762#comment-3762

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

Green
Is the
Forest
That Greets
me
A Path
To the
Clearing
At the
End
a Waits
Thee
This Human
Flesh
This Pale
Steed
Body
Like a
Rock
I Could
Hear
Musashi
Say
a Sapling
I Did
Snap
&

Shape
To Help
me On
the Way
‪#‎B27321‬

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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

The Keep
at the

End
of the

Line
Ruin
over
Bridges
of Time
Stone
&

Mortar
Crumble
Flesh
Rotting
off
Bone
you

Ask
Whose
Home
Charon’s
to Ferry
your Soul
for a
Lump
of Gold
or Haunt
the Darken
Depths
Supping
on Those
who have
Fallen
to your
Watery
Grip

#‎B27321‬

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