HELL’s BASEMENT

Salivating underlings…
Starved for vanity…
Tweeking on carnage…
In the Atrium of Insanity…

Cryptic chains…
Subdue the thirsts…
Snared allures…
For those who pledge first…

Cobra slickers…
Taunt you with dance…
A slow bob and weave…
To lull you in trance…

So please plug your ears…
You just might survive…
Reversed titillation…
Where dead means alive

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess

FINAL FEAST (REVISED)

Troughs of muck

Feed the frenzied

Gluttonous sons

Craze for feast

Troves of arachnids

Scutter in sync

Hypnotic tappings

No choice, but to drink

Frothing joules

Arrest the phlegm

Barring your exit

Sealing you in

Now that you’re trapped

With no can to spit

Slurp up the darkness

Nourish the pit

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess #JustOneOfThoseDays

THEM

Metal hands

Metallic faces

Territorial hybrids

Shadowed our traces

We ran and ran

To avail no exit

We fired and fired

Bullets frozen in Nexus

Slimy bodies

Slithering sleuths

Tunneled our visions

Transversed our truths

So if ever you should see one

Don’t waste your sweat

We all have been tagged

No names left to forget

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess

PLAYPEN OF PIGS

They drug me raw

While you lamed me

No birdies

Just black

Spats of disapproval

Limbs have no value here

Teasing me with end’s prospect

Stuffing my listeners with wet oink

Bleek for the hopeful

Some asphalt, some sand

Meek for the naive

Not abuse, just men being men

In the eyes of passerby’s

Fear dances a jig

A hooved dedication

In the playpen of pigs

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess #SlopForSlop

BITTEN

Fanged bites

Taste the sweet

Lick the salts

Embrace the heat

Drink the poison

Protect the rush

Cradle the ecstacy

Welcome the lust

Conjure my body

Quench this thirst

Animate this clay

Cure this curse

Be my black phantom

Be my dark knight

Grant me your presence

In the abyss of twilight

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetress #VampireLove #CoffinCapers #InfiniteImmortality

STRIPPED (REVISED)

You stripped away my right to choose

Stuffed my lips with hatred

Forced my hands to unsow good deeds

Lamed my limbs through calculated savagery

You are no more than a cowering simpleton

A starving jackal amidst a field of sheep

Stop right where you are

Your business is done here

You have sealed every fate

Uprooted all that could be moved

Move along now

Your work here is done

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess

DARK LAW (REVISED)

Hands that brand

Eyes that stain

Armies of coven

Descend in black rain

Vultures encircle

They are all dead

They have returned

To take back your head

They too have orders

Their master is mean

He makes his fools dance

Then plucks them all clean

He scathes their backsides

Whipping them raw

Souring their tastebuds

To impose his dark law

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poems #Poetess

GREY MATTER (REVISED)

Phantom whispers

Bellowing boos

Clanging chains

Lingering Oohs

Savorless haunts

Pillars of fright

Empty silhouettes

Cloaked in midnight

Gooey balls of plasma

Phantasmical bursts

Once prestigious men

Forgetters of thirst

Essences adrift

Sailors of perspiration

Living as the goosebumps

That unthawed your sensations

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poem #Poetess #Writer #JustInTimeForHalloween

LADY KARMA

Tongue of wasps

Snaggled teeth

Stealthily she skulks

In search of fresh meat

Her hands always steady

No shutter

No shake

A doom soaked performance

Featuring The Damsels of Dead Lake

Her tiptoes conjure earthquakes

Wretched devastation

Her seering gaze will lock you

In your own devised damnation

If ever you should see her

Don’t bother running away

Lady Karma’s everywhere

She’ll get you anyway

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poems #Poetess #Writer #TheKarmaKitchen

THE INVISIBLES

How can you feel me?

You have no hands

You build and build

Yet bare no sun tan

Your feet show no scars

No callous or cracks

Your shoes still new

No ware on their tracks

How do you see?

With two glass eyes

One littered with sleep

One coated with stys

Your foundation is rotten

Your parts divisible

This is your fate

When you join “The Invisibles”

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poems #Poetess #Writer

DINNER IS SERVED

I’ll eat you raw…
I’ll sip you dry…
I’ll stew your insides…
Whilst I snack on your cries…

I’ll garnish your tenders…
I’ll season your loins…
I’ll dress your openings…
Sell your rarities for coin…

I’ll bask you in sauces…
I’ll drench you in wines…
I’ll sauté your flesh…
Leave no scraps behind…

I’ll seat you front and center…
Watch you get what you deserve…
I’ll lift my glass in merriment…
Alas! Dinner is served!

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Poetry #Poems #Poem #Writer #Poetess #IHopeYourHungry

TO DO LIST (Lyrics)

Catch me like a pop fly/
Sauce me like a rib eye/
Take me on a journey/
Like you were Bill Nye the science guy/

Celebrate me like a hole in one/
Tag me like I’m it/
Work me like a busted faucet/
Chase me like we’re kids/

Enjoy me like a 30pk/
Call on me like phones/
Tease me like some 80’s bangs/
I’m fetchin’ throw your bone/

©Crystal Price ©Crystal Cunha

#Writer #Songwriter #Song #Flowstress #Lyrics #Flowonoverflow

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