Swipe to see who's online now!
- Non-Erotic Poetry
- a totem poem for bats
Poem Info
PUBLIC BETA
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
The Persian cats twitch off the love
in caresses and kittens,
while we bats carry it deep into
our stalactite-furnished cave-scenes,
to dwell amid echoes
and the stark symphonies of the dark:
rythmic drips,
screeching insect solos,
and choral cacophonies of hair-raising sonar
rising up the ebony Gothic vaults:
all manically translated
by the spinning needle of the pictograph-o-phone
for the records
of the wax mausoleum...
drip drip drip
hip hip hip
Please rate this poem
The author would appreciate your feedback.
- COMMENTS
Our Comments Policy is available in the Lit FAQ
Post as:
