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The Slither . . . Ben

Contributed by myheartsvoice on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 01:57:20 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Imagine something devouring you from the inside out, something feelingless so that it can only appreciate by using your sences. Only what is pain to you is would be the equivelant of orgazmic pleasure to it, and it's appetite is stimulated by your vibrations an aphrodeziac if you will, with it's hunger growing more veracious as you scream that is of course untill you can scream no more but not to worry, cause then it's you who'll feel it's vibrations as it digest you whole and still alive inside of it's system, enjoy your journey my friend, you've certainly earned it . . .









A

grim

nocturnal episode

goes on inside of

you,

trust not thyself to slumber

for you know what it can

do.


Laboriously night after night

into the morning sun,

fear not for you and the slither

shall soon entwine as

one.


Every moment your alive

to death you'll closer be, for to a slither's taste buds

your quite a delicacy.


feel the slither breathing

as it pulsate's in your spine, the way it feel's you screaming

as it sip's your blood like wine.


Slowly squirming in your guts as you toss and turn

excreting into all your ruts

as your intestines

burn.


With no escape

still you must lie within your bed

wishing you could die,

louder grow's it slurping sound into your throat

the slither's

bound.


Ripping you from inside out

from life you'll now depart, as the slither

sucks you through it's mouth you can feel it's beating

heart.


Ferociously you struggle

as you fight for every breath,

knowing that it's pointless

as you slowly

meet your

death.


The slither

has you in it's grip

you've lost all your control

into it's pit of bile you slip

it's swallowing you

whole.



To no availe you try and scream

inside it's walls of slime, perhaps it's all

a horrid dream and you'll wake up

in

time.



But screaming only make's the slither

hunger for you more, it's over now as you lie dead

amidst the slither's

core.


Ben











Copyright © myheartsvoice ... [ 2007-06-27 13:57:20]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 02:05:18 PM AEST
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Jeepers Ben you gave me the creepers with this...... Dark and sinfully wicked wooooooo Michelle who is now peeking for slithering things lol.

Good walk on the dark side my friend

Michelle


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 02:11:58 PM AEST
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Well now....here lies the alpha and omega to be all and do all..our Ben has travelled to the dark side and oh oh how good does this feel...oh my goodness he is sure to get a ghostalarm on this one....yep...I'm sure of it.
They will make him one of the many and he will be lost to us. No more love poems.....just the dark side. Love it Ben......awesome, couragous and look out here come the ghostalarms.............lol


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 05:23:55 PM AEST
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I don't think I've ever read one of your writes that can match this for creepiness, the descriptions are so vivid and unsettling.
Dark indeed!

Dom


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 11:09:39 AM AEST
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a stunning exquiste dark enchanting piece of work here.. I love this write.. its so dark and errie great job

Vampyress Jenni


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Wednesday, 27th June 2007 @ 12:31:22 PM AEST
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Wow, Ben I would not want to meet that slither....damn I just might have before, though. Beastly thing that devours insides.
This piece rocked, my brother....it had me hanging on each word. What a good tale you wove here.

Glad I read this in the daylight hours.

Peace,
Laura (always your sister)


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 28th June 2007 @ 03:35:42 PM AEST
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Well ben,
I don't really get into the dark stuff but it's well written.
huggs,
emy


Re: The Slither . . . Ben (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 6th July 2007 @ 09:33:15 AM AEST
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yuesh!

reminds me of what a weasel once did to one of our rabbits... we went in the morning to feed them and he was 'deflated'

love n' hugs nessa




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