Faustian Liturgies


Footsteps lingered in the threads of the carpeting

As the sound of your voice echoes back from the walls

Fingernails scratched into the wood of the moulding

When invocations mingled amongst the outer squalls

Patterns forged from shards of decorative pargeting

While the ropes bite deeper when the victim crawls

Where visions of monsters lie within the beholding

Bitter the poison on the tongue that it scalds

The grinding of steel while it is sharpening

Ever louder, the darkness calls

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Author: jongraylang

Novel Writer, Screenwriter, Filmmaker & occasionally an Actor. Handy with a Sword, Ukulele, and Skis. Author of Nun With a Gun: The Town with No Name, The Matilda, Twistin' Matilda, Black Matilda, and Secret Matilda. Writer of the upcoming Sci-Fi sequel, Waltzing Matilda.

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