Immersed… by Mark Andrew Heathcote

 

The night is a nicotine patch.

A burnish of black leather…

A bleeding scratch

…On a naked nether.

 

It is altogether a womb,

Some giants, eyelid blinking

A mammoth’s, bog, tomb…

Glinting of times, eroding.

 

Sleep navigates its marshes

Through – nightmare—forest.

Crawling into reeds, sedges

Standing, fearfully deforest.

 

Legs trembling—in coyness

Light is again touched

And rousingly it is loved

Immersed in a new, mistress.

 

© Mark Andrew Heathcote


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Who are you? Are you a brave knight? A warrior brandishing your sword, ready for battle. Are you a dreamer? Away with the fairies, losing count of fireflies whilst searching for Neverland. A goth? Who feels right at home with the monsters hiding under the bed, who loves to dance a dervish with the devil on the stroke of midnight. Or perhaps you are a dragon-slayer? Or a soul snatcher? Basking in the heat of an eternal flame. Or maybe you’re a witch? Hiding deep in the woods, practicing dark arts beneath the light of a full moon.

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