The Demon’s Pulse


Dragging down the moribund,

Delicate Feasts called to chaos

Mastication at their fear hung,

Out of touch,

Out of sight

Closer than their heart,

Beating the drum 

Of the Demon’s Pulse.

  

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  1. I thought it read ‘The Demon’s Purse’. Now that is a good title for a story 🙂

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