Precious Death

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

© Copyright 2012 Jack Wallen. All Rights Reserved.

16 thoughts on “Precious Death

  1. Hello, Jack!

    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’ . . .


  2. 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.


  3. 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.


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