succubus

with seeds of darkness flashing in her eyes

she came to me at night and soiled my dreams

i fought her, or at least, i thought i fought

but a wild, maniacal laughter

soon overtook my screams

and my lurching, grasping struggles

found me trapped between her thighs

and what i thought i ought not

turned to what my seeking sought

angel or witch, lover or bitch no matter which she came

i’d lie in my bed my head full of dread

masking a heart spiced with coal black desire

my soul to restore from this demon whore

            fresh from sulfurous pits of fire

terror surged up my spine, phlegm clotted my throat

            my blanket rose

like a cock on a vane

i had drank much sedation to still my trepidation

but medication was always a waste

my eyes yearned to be closed

while the fires embers glowed

but toothpicks held open my lids

my mouth muttered and stuttered prayers best left

unuttered:  a glossaliac gurgle,

a growl and a grumble

            one last tear as i try to repent...                

...and then with a cry i was spent