Visitor's Delicacy

Your terse coils snake around my neck, 
Your looming sculpture rests 
in the shadows of 
An encased mind. 
Your sweet venom drips 
From a devilishly toothy grin 
In the plastic IV bag-
A velvet sunset coursing through my veins. 
The echoes of your faint laughter Awaken a cryptic dream, 
and set to rest a pretty nightmare.

He’s here.

Ensnared, Enchanted, Encrypted-I stare.

Blank.

Empty.

Pure.

Moonlit rivers stream down my face; 
A binding thirst drives my soul; 
My last breath you draw from my begging, quivering lips;

And from your breath you spake the lies my eyes foresaw.