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Ideally this should be read directly after "Lunatic Prometheus" but if not, well it doesn't really matter. This is a vampire poem, and a lunatic's poem, and it is written in his/my own words. [171 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
(Call Me Pet.) Well I am.... me. No two ways about it, I am me, me I am. Not so old but nothing new, a little borrowed, sometimes blue. Just a person, slightly crazy, thoughtful, deep and rather lazy. Eccentric, timid, and fixated; feedback on this is awaited. [March 2000]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (3) Hands (Poetry) This is a poem about darkness and losing the light. It's kind of gothic I suppose. I have a liking for gothic. S'fun. It's a vampire poem. [173 words] I Ask For Your Forgiveness (Poetry) This is another of my "vampire" collection which as you may have noticed is my preferred genre. Y? Z. Y? Because I gotta! The others you see below are part of that collection. But they are not col... [159 words] Lunatic Prometheus (Poetry) This is about an event....a meaningful event, a powerful one, and a collection of thoughts and feelings. It has its base in my heart and Stoker for which I thank him. [145 words]
Lunatic Prometheus - Reprised The Doctor's Pet Lunatic
Take me to the dark From my lonely cell window The moon is still rising Through darkness, winged dead
I sit waiting for Him To once more return. My fate is sealed. And for Him I burn. I burn.
Take me to the light From my lonely cell window I never asked for this Never thought it could happen
He made promises to me And I believed; believed In Him, and how He would not Forget me. But oh! How wrong was I
To trust a manifestation Of noble evil, is Beyond me. Beyond my reach He always was and still is, and
You are my only hope now. O, save me from Him! what evils I have suffered at His twisted hands. Take pity upon my tormented soul.
For I was Enoch; I walked with God, But all the time, my Lord Was a fallen angel. O Michael! Free me from Him.
His hands touched me and My world fell. What tortures He held in His calculated passion I know not. Why hast Thou forsaken me?
But no, no, and again No, And I stand, at my lonely cell window, Waiting for Your light; Your light, and Your redemption.
In manus tu, Domine.
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