"Dark Faeries"

By Ami E. Bowen

With gossamer wings of crystal light

They dance through my mind like insane

Ballerinas on crank.

I can't feel your touch, yet all through me, tiny knives draw blood

On moonless nights they tell me secrets

Whispering strange desires into my ears all night

As they're tongues form coils of ice around my heart

Slowly, silently, I sink deeper into thier world

I can hear them laughing, calling

Beseeching me to come. Pleading with me to follow

Tiny, little barb-like demons striking down every bit of hope

And I can't feel anything but the pain they inflect.

"Dark Faeries"