Fancies Plunged in Violence

karyncrisis_suzanneabramson

I wield the magic to formulate hate

Am I not a necromancer?

You made me so

Made me up

A personification

Erected in your brain

Fancies plunged in violence

Against human flesh

I’ve tasted my own blood

Felt the reverberation of sadism

I am not who you perceive me to be

Yet I wield the magic to formulate hate

I am not a necromancer

The anger aimed at me

Forged in your own fire

Out of my control

I can’t spare

 The water

 

image: Suzanne Abramson

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