Tell me something secret
Whisper into my ear
Make love to my damaged sorrow
With your self-defeating fear.
What little light you brought to life
Is forfeit now and ever
We’ll dance a twisted spider walk
To begin a new endeavor.
My rusted blade it dives and twists
Between your filthy breath
I’ll carve for you a new beginning
Some delightful precious death.
Weep now, my dearest lovely bones
Your tears I will consume
And before your light is extinguished
I’ll waltz you to your tomb.
~ Jack Wallen
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Jack Wallen is an award-winning technical writer as well as the writer of numerous works of horror fiction (including the popular I Zombie series).
Jack's primary technical focus is Linux and open source -- which he has been working with for nearly twenty years. When diving into the world of fiction, Jack swims in the darker waters or horror, post-apocalyptic, and thriller.
For his inspiration to begin reading and writing, Jack thanks the ever-incredible Clive Barker for penning in a genre with words of grace and horror. You can follow Jack on Get Jack'd, Facebook, or Twitter.
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16 thoughts on “Precious Death”
Loved it! The sweet soliloquy of a serial killer.
There is something decidedly creepy about the pace of this poem, which reminds me strangely of a nursery rhyme. Anyway, it works really well, complementing/offsetting the macabre content. It is menacing yet gleeful.
Love ‘We’ll dance a twisted spider walk’ . . .
Beautiful Jack – twisted, and beautiful!
You’ve made this dance of death quite a memorable one, Jack! Greatly enjoyed this!!
Oh I do love this one. Dark, yet delightful!
thank you all for the wonderful comments. can’t wait to begin penning my next dark poem. 😀
Both beautiful and disturbing in the most viciously delightful of ways! Another superb offering, Jack! Love the image of waltzing to the tomb!
Like a love letter to the dying. Excellent poem!
That’s quite some dance Jack
Tortured poem. “We’ll dance a twisted spider walk” loved this line. Invoking…
It is worthy of a hundred reads, and therefore several comments at least. In this read I see almost an apology for what has been done. Moving, and more disturbing than it was the first time. I love this poem. Must be shared, me thinks.
Reblogged this on The Graveyard of My Mind.
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You are right Christopher, it is worth a hundred reads. I was brought back to this post by your new comment and reblog and read it again – reblooging it myself. It is quite simply, one of the best poems I have read in a very long time.