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Frankenstein #3

in cowardice or carelessness,

I evolved

the natural enthusiasm of the human mind

supernatural superstition

darkness had no churchyard

beauty and food for the worm

I beheld the bloom of pause

and all the light

Frankenstein #1

this fiction has been a work of weaving,

of spectres and passions commanding their humble novelist

to adopt exquisite feeling,

to mingle virtue and regret.

I passed the season blazing with ghosts,

in imitation of friends left,

Masque of the Red Death #2

phantasms may well have hearts,

even with life shrouded in the grave,

so near, and yet, so far.

the features spectral, slow and solemn,

seen in the first moment but in the next, hushed.

a pale intruder, unimpeded,

and mad with the moment.

six chambers of extremity.

The Masque of the Red Death #1

The Red Death had long devastated the country.

The scarlet stains were dauntless,

a strong and lofty wall,

resolved to leave means neither of ingress nor egress,

amply provisioned.

The external world could take care of itself.

The Red Seclusion,

tall and narrow, a closed corridor,

gaudy and fantastic,

blood-tinted

and

devaluing life in Frankenstein #1

This turn in thinking

admits only that history truly valued:

life over suffering.

This light is the monster,

a being valued for creation

but losing the truth.

The nature of fear, that madness,

the danger and concern for the world.

tarr & feather #1

a great fool interposed with a bottle

and went off with a pop and a fizz.

I thought the tongue created an imitation of pleasing,

but that conversation was an ignoramus

who mistook himself for a heart.

if that man was

a glass or two of wine,

then I would have been lost in the genius of man.

I have no doubt there was a very singular part

eating at that gentleman.

one party with two heads,

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the birthmark #1

and what is so beautiful,

a precious lifetime of strength?

or is that dearest beauty a ghost?

your demands go deeper,

strange,

indefinite,

creeping,

half pain, half heart.

a crimson stamp upon