I am the elegance that it beholds and the catastrophe that it devises.
As it slowly darkens and enlarges, it engulfs an entire city with its deadly toxins.
I am pure electricity striking for another victim to shock.
I immediately dash away like the roots begging for the water that I bleed.
I am as extravagant and powerful as the waves it creates to shatter parts of me.
I become antagonized by what I have demolished.
Slowly the wrath of electricity shifts to wailing anxiety.
I realize that I am the enemy.
The one ripping my friends off Earth
And suddenly I fight.
I grow stronger and stronger as the breath of my terror increases.
The piercing bullets hit my skin and I become submerged in a combination of blood.
I could taste my pure salty liquid but
Another hit me
It was pure evil, over-ripe bananas and razor chips of maple that choked my insides.
Th Stingray
Burst out like the Sun displaying it's multiple shadowed colors.
My lip trembled and the deathly haze evaporated.
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Fallax, The Supreme Beast: a collection of short poems.
PoetryExperience well-written short poems by me, Emma.