Archaic Archives Part I — (Prose — Dream)
The eater, she walked, uninvited into my dream. In animation the rolling of her dark saliva resembles the critters ruled by Hades. In blackest of dress & crowned with a dead crow, its body nestled on her shoulder, she came crawling with her black breasted wolf. I stood in my mortal self, unflinching in flattery. How dare you to invade my territory & think you can scare me off? I have my own divine army, standing behind me with their white winged pontentia, the rulers of my faith & how I watched the universe plummeted upon you like a fiercest purest justifiable blaze of light over your powerless spot of dark mouth —
Perhaps, do learn a lesson that if you want to be an intruder then expect to be prosecuted — for beware:
Do not fight the unknown or of what you know nothing of as the encounter may never be a match to you —
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© D C de Oliveira || April 26 2018 || Thursday 1.55pm
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Perhaps, do learn a lesson that if you want to be an intruder then expect to be prosecuted — for beware:
Do not fight the unknown or of what you know nothing of as the encounter may never be a match to you —
.
© D C de Oliveira || April 26 2018 || Thursday 1.55pm
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#Poetry #Prose #Poetizer #Spilledink #writersontumblr #spirituality #faith #dream #writingcommunity #writerscommunity