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| Coralie Rowe |
Coralie
Rowe’s Bloodied Masses
The
tide has turned, now they fall
Demonic
creatures victorious
Bodies
lay spent
Blood
seeps
Gore
lies upon the ground
Arms
and legs have been rent
Intestines
flow Slimy silvery snakes
Oozing
rancid defecations
Coating
the landscape
A
macabre imagery
Of
twisted moaning piles of flesh
Part
corpses of the severed
Try to
claw and crawl
Dragging,
a blood slick trail
The
sound of agony
The
screams of annihilation
Carry
clear in the crisp air
The
heat of battles dies
Along
with the dissipating heat
Of the
bloodied masses
The
blood hazed crowd
Watching
this violence
Howl
for more
Jeering
as one almighty monster
They
are unrelenting, one voice
MORE
.. MORE.. MORE
The
killing field is cleared in haste
The
dead and dying
Stacked
atop another
A
tilted pile of flesh and bone
Marbling
together
The
writhing mob grows impatient
Awaiting
the next installment
Of
blood curdled screams
The
demolition of bodies
The
dissection of life
This
gruesome game
Perpetually
plays on
Coralie
Rowe is new to the writing scene. Previously being a baker by trade, now
a mum. Rowe found an interest in writing poetry, and has been published in
several horror anthologies recently.
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