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July 2019
 
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Devil Trumpets

by Daniel Arsyn


They call through the darkness,
Piercing my flesh,
Requiring I to draw blood,
To see what it means
To be free.
The nightmares forsake my mortality

They drag me through barren fields,
Kicking and screaming,
Bleeding and feeding,
In the rights of their nights.
I fall victim,
To become one of the prey.

Fangs for the hunting!
Claws for the ripping!
Now the lack of blood
Is taking it’s toll.

In dreams I’d be listening
For bells of the angels,
But now the demons
Have taken my soul.


© 2004 Daniel Arsyn

Daniel's poetry collection "Again we stand" will be released later this year with Sun Rising Poetry Press (www.sun-rising-poetry.com). He has been writing for about 15 years, and is just now publishing his works.

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