Forest of the damned

 

I’ve seen the dark sides of relief

Dimensions like fragmented glass

The vampire bush; my finger pricks

In forests wild; so thick and vast

 

A labyrinth of vines entangle limbs

Wide eyes glare in desperation

Pinprick pupils, the night embraces

Trees involve in transplantation

 

Smoking bones in powdered envy

Bring relief of ignorant mind

Blood sap seeping from the branches

Drops on stems and stalks unkind

 

Full moon’s beauty hypnotises

Damson lips utter words unknown

Mimosa mourns its splitting leaves

The demon’s damaged words are shown

 

Sadistic charm of night forbidden

You have given it your hand

And so forever, you shall reside

Inside the forest of the damned.

 

 

28.03.02 by Gemma Lansdowne