Incubus
across continents
leaves no footprint,
harpoons a heart
while hidden in a thought.
whispers about blood
to affect pulse,
goads heartbeats to trample
fields of pride.
without sight
controls vision,
enchants bright stares
to blindly plead.
no dream
has such a false kiss,
yet so true
how lips open to the force
of this lack,
even as they whisper
why.
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Some phallic imagery leads to the choice of Incubus over Succubus. Though gender norms are sexist, so maybe I'll change the title to Succubus/Incubus. All so complex to my puny mind. Thoughts on this can reach me at owlwholaughs@gmail.com
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