Tainted tongue.

Standing on the grass verge of the abyss,

the world of darkness surrounds me,

snaking through my legs.

A moments light that illuminates

not the shadows where

light does not reach,

but the essence of soul

that hides.

Contradictions of reality

words that taint my tongue

have never felt so perfect.


Karen Hayward ©2016

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

7 thoughts on “Tainted tongue.”

      1. lol I do seem to be very ‘death’ orientated at the moment lol would you rather I write some beautiful poems about life and passion and excitement and pink tongues 🙂 ?


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