Devoured by the darkness.


It I sat in the garden, would the

darkness engulf me. Would it come

down from the skies and devour

my soul leaving behind only bones.

Or maybe if I sat cross legged on

the damp grass the worms would

burrow above ground and feast

upon my skin whilst the world watched.

Then the Owls could peck away

at my organs as the foxes drank my blood.

I wonder if I were to look long enough

into the darkness…


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!

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