Broken Red Wings

Prompt 27: Write a monster poem.


Broken Red Wings

The yellow in your eyes search
to weaken the flesh.
Your face shift like the day.
Then your wicked children march
in circles chanting poison.
Turning dreams into nightmares.
Until the number seven appears
and the words of God
break your wings and
send you back to hell.


D'ElegantOne

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