i go by many names
most common
is the man of darkness
i have eaten the holy flowers
left by the ancient one
and i know the secrets of the universe
i have seen
all that can be seen
and i know all things
i have walked along dark railroad tracks
waiting for a train
hoping for death
but death will never come
for such a dark man
i have eaten the sourness
the bitter rinds
of the grapes of wrath
and i have tasted
sweet berries
from freshly-rolled cigars
i have seen the world for ten generations
and they were all wrong
i am a man that breathes darkness
i have not felt fear
yet i have seen wolves as they circled me
growling
baring their teeth
so sharp in their mouths
but this has never caused me fear
i have torn out the throats of wolves
and they tasted sour
like a piece of rotten
candy
i took the innocence
of a white virgin
on a pile of straw in an old barn
she did not scream
she only begged silently for mercy
i did not hear her pleas
for i did not care
i am a man made of darkness
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10 Random Poems
PoetryA collection of ten poems dug up from various points in my life.