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Flash Tales 5

Updated on January 9, 2015

Violation

 

He took careful measures

as he felt sensual pleasures,

death is what he would bring,

make no mistake,

it was the next most satisfying thing,

death and happiness was like a set,

but his only regret,

the dead had no sight,

no sensitive feelings,

unable to put up a fight,

he was pacing among the souls and saints,

her salvation was drifting,

his movements, uplifting,

he ignored her muttered complaints,

his eyes constantly shifting,

as if calculating his every move,

painting the ultimate picture of doom,

as he peeked around the room,

trying to keep his breath from rasping,

as fear would coat,

her hands flailing and grasping,

as he wrapped his fingers

around her throat,

he laughed loudly

as if it were a joke,

she broke a finger

trying to free herself from the choke,

he could almost smell the fear,

as blood dripped out of his nose

and onto her hair,

drama was crashing in,

her breathing was low and thin,

as his fingers crushed her neck,

through her soft skin,

finally he cried,

as if sorrow was implied.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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      Denise Handlon 6 years ago from North Carolina

      Very interesting and gruesome poem. Gave me shivers! Rated it awesome.

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      Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton

      Thanks Denise for reading my sensual pleasures :)

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      Theresa Ast 3 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

      Frank - Intense and horrifying and moving poems, especially the first one. But oh my heavens, what a fabulous, dark, and amazing painting. The more you look at it, the more there is to see. And such a classic style. You stopped me in my tracks.

      Christmas Blessings! Theresa

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      thank you Phdast

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      Chris Mills 2 years ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      I'm glad I'm just waking up and not trying to go to sleep. Dark and dirty poems that leave one feeling that all is not right in the world, or beneath it. Great job writing the non conventional stuff, Frank. I enjoyed both poems.

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      thanks so much Vam :)

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 2 years ago from The Caribbean

      You describe the ugly so beautifully. Sheer talent!

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Msdora

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      Mary Craig 2 years ago from New York

      I do love it when you bring back some of your work that I have missed. If I haven't said it before, you are certainly a master of the macabre. "the graveyard breezes gather strength" if that isn't chilling I don't know what is. Now, if I had to pick one of these as a winner, I'd be stumped because they both reak of that pathetic violence we find in life and help the fear settle in the soul.

      Voted all but funny. If there was more to choose I would. Shared and pinned.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 2 years ago from Reno NV

      Great poetic study of evil. Loved it. Jamie

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      tillsontitan it is always good reading your comments, bless you and thank you jhamann for visiting my page :)

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      bizarrett81 2 years ago from Maine

      Evil yet beautiful, still. A pleasure to read.

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      thank you biz... :)

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