Maleficent- Original Poetry

bark burning, scintillating, fiery furor.
there we go, fleeting, flying.
gong-whams and Teslan-whirls
shock us off our feet.

bristle-brackened twine ropes,
engross you in a viny prison-
sucked through the chambers of Berstuk
you ricochet into the void.

the great horned thaumaturge
grins and grapples,
piercing your heart, your great
blood-jet.

Bleed, bleed, then you will be empty.

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