Amuse Me

Upon these grey sands of old,

I took a step and fought a distant memory.

Onto a visage of things unseen,

My mind couldn't discern a distinct scent,

On that horizon I see none

but a hazy fog

that do clog all that is

and never was.

Among the racing thoughts

My anxiety is at its peak

Three of them came

in hypnotical spell.

Bring to me your body,

I will shelter you in my loins,

I will make you my slave.

Worry not,

I will protect you,

but in order for me,

to be your defence,

Give unto me your very spirit of love incarnate.

So you have come to me,

Only such a hypnogogic person

can make this far.

A hero that is not,

A vampire in the making.

A lover of everything.

Now what do you think I can offer.

Kneel,

if you cannot.

Then Squeal

as an Orc to the slaughter.

As men do,

pig snouted and greedily

ask for so much more.