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Manticore




Write a story. Any story.

But let it have dragons...


O Gods of war

In the jungle corridor

I feel your haughty presence feasting the Manticore


She stalks the shadows, burning

The smoke is thick and reaks of blood

Her hunger an eternal yearning


Tantric, necromantic, a wank fantasy of faith

She religiously feeds

A feverous all man-eater

In the trees I see her eyes like slithering she of snakes

Monstrous this chimera

In her beautiful anger


Screaming from the pulpit

Damnation's oratory

She is the whispering poisoned dart

And the breath of Armageddon all around

The embodiment of evil in a body full of raptures

Anthropophagous


Manticora


Press the silent violin of frisson over horror

In my forced hand

Sphinx will sing her song and coloured in lullabies

Death endorsed invades our lands


Gigantic, pyromantic

A beast of naked flame

Panting blackened masses from her opulent Godhead

Ill-barbed are those tongues spread wings eclipse her frame

And in her deep crevasses Kundalini vents unfed


In darkness

Her fastness threshed with fleshing teeth

She comes to masticate you whole


She is the bane of mothers

Grand leveller of Maa Kali's Mardi Gras

What man would damn the world to summon her?


Be still

Pray silence lest she stoops to conquer


The perverse acid queen

Ten thousand pillars in her heart

Uphold a cracked palace of frozen killers

And the mirror in her soul

Polished black for scrying nightmares

Bubbles with a lust

That yearns to burn again


Razor backed, she attacks

Empire's battle cat

A creature of the white devil's rule

Mythical and mystical

Provinces will recall the swarm of refugees from her pall


Mimicking victims

With a voice of the choicest deadpanned in pain

Awful claws hold rapport with the skins of mankind


She is the whispering poisoned dart

And the breath of Armageddon all around

The embodiment of evil in a valley full of raptors


A lick of fire on her lips as silent as a will o wisp

She comes amongst you all, tigressive

Blazing in her pride hellraising horrors from the dark-side...


Manticore

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