preeminence

{"Sanguine est Vita! she belts out, and with a swiftness she sinks the thorn deep into her palm and twists it.  
Blood gushes upon the sand betwixt her knees.  
Grasping a fist full of crimson sand, she slowly releases it into the gusting wind.  
Sheets of misting rain immediately fall upon them.  
Ten thousand oracle paces felt the shock of her misting graces.    
-blue angel, scribes}  
 
 
 
blatant-  
cognitive notions  
chosen to rise among thorns.  
horned, medieval doppelganger  
shadows my emerald storms.  
 
leaflets fall to decay,  
as i feverishly pitch  
fiery dictions your way.  
tracing the realm of midnight wisdom  
 
i plant rage; sharp is my kisses taste.  
i savor an ocean of salty sway,  
as i drag my dagger along this pitted stage.  
 
flesh simmers in forgotten plagues,  
as i impale the beast below a rotten tree.  
seasoned birch greets the swollen tongue  
hand carved words; the rotisserie turns  
 
my moon-raveled rhymes transcend in time  
echoing, entering a soiree for the mind  
the steel trap cries a witches' praise  
my words poise, and remain  
forever untamed...