Emma's Poeming V Blog

At the End of It My life was true. I was fancy.

Gosh. Think about it.

I Hid the Diamond Exactly There

Stretched bleeding the lips sealed popped and resealed The tampon a little tube of superglue quite bare in the courtyard I glided out of  some safe hideaway

Jade-Figured

Let it slip, goblin girl Jade killed her Jade figured  the reverse. Jade shuddered for sure. Desire Jade quietly. I began to tell her.

I began to tell her quietly: Jade desire for sure shuddered. Jade, the reverse figured. Jade killed her. Jade, goblin girl, let it slip.

Please

That the shape-shifter had claws tipped in rage his teeth altered to seven feet long be grateful I called to cats: close my eyes to his excited care

Without You I’d Eat It All Probably Though

whipped reckless butterscotch stuck stuck in questing  silence us subdued us confused as  melted butter fangs out I  triggered pretty secret pinpricks a rare new safety we leaned against each other

When I Discovered My Worth

I was smiling awash had been emptied

the two of us guessing our captors a brawling city battered, grabbing a contradiction go go go we had completely

turned off

I Really Needed a Shower

I would smell real  faintly I was a fairy without waiting wounded in protest let a little blood mouth roll fairy blood words little streak of knowing a hundred percent information no fairy shrugged inexplicable blood admirers piqued

I Was Paying Attention

Will you not meet her changed? I feel so so                   top teeth secret                  fffft! the queen a recollection bigger, minute, a secret existence by the fire. She promised and  promised to understand that cold bite of hell. This monologue a village.

After I Slammed the Car Door I landed ectoplasmic more than angry, forced to care but I will be sheer presence. Don’t think. Wonder. Quiet, constant.

I Loved Her

The flawless façade was still flawless. Glossy, cruel, but genuinely luminous. We a  couple in effort. Please the slightest silver touch. This woman was my lenient snarl, luminous in red. Gosh. 

The Plan

Drained, bound with silver, the sun silver, possessed the queen chuckled.  I knew heartbreak, weak. I bargained. Agreed. We would drain the best night, flee the days’ ash. I had happened brightly.

Hummingbird 

watched the pleasure mouthfuls. Something a neon sign would tell me to chance. She a shifter on demand. I was sure. I assumed the weird interspecies universe, oblivious to a desperate secret.

Impossible

The former Viking couldn’t simply bargain for the lamest invention: a child of the night. He had the gall to love a friend, to untell  what happens to vampires. To clean.

Second Thoughts

I stop  to think. The queen trailing. I take off the vampire face. Knowing the routine, I included a straight pin. The queen  would just be punch-drunk, irresistible. It was the fairy blood.

She and I

Chastened  the body suspected cream and coral bits polished as  spotless as her expression. Her mind a stasis spell warded against my word.

Oh

A faint spatter of hope I realized I was drinking blood. I hated change. The night diminished to dried clots of blue. Eyes loud shock.

Like a Human

The dead gal wants heads. I vamp  low      I vamp acuity              I vamp severe  I politely vamp variable              I vamp myself killing lovely.