- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Daisho
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a splayed neon moon,
a pitiful match burning
against the screaming darkness.
Toshiko knelt,
naked before the window,
watching the rain
and looking into the gentle eyes
of the one who would free her
from this Emptiness,
the one she had pursued
from life to life.
He raised thekatana
and passed it through her neck
like butter,
her rolling head watching as
thewakizashibit into his belly,
and they both listened to
the whispering ghosts
hungering for rebirth.
- COMMENTS
KittehSoftPawsover 10 years agoI guess when you have so much to say, and just cant find the right words... the only thing left to do is to 5-star.
Beautiful poem.
todski28over 10 years agoAlways deliver I'm depth, simple elegant the space between the stanzas leaving you room for the mind to fill in and process the story, another awesome piece.
Oldbear63over 10 years agoNormally I would recoil from something like this. But this one is beautiful, very sad, but maybe not so sad? This one will stay with me for a while.
