{"id":251,"date":"2024-04-10T12:09:07","date_gmt":"2024-04-10T18:09:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.ulethbridge.ca\/the-write-stuff\/?p=251"},"modified":"2024-04-10T12:09:07","modified_gmt":"2024-04-10T18:09:07","slug":"asleep-by-istvan-jamrik","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.ulethbridge.ca\/the-write-stuff\/2024\/04\/10\/asleep-by-istvan-jamrik\/","title":{"rendered":"ASLEEP By Istvan Jamrik"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Such a horrific nightmare I had!<br>Something, a ghastly demon, I believe<br>spawned from the ancient bones of all the graveyards<br>and promptly after its repulsive, nasty birth<br>it set off to consume and digest all the Earth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The demon\u2019s appetite was endless.<br>It barely chewed, just hastily swallowed<br>the mud, the bugs, the grass, the forest critters,<br>laying waste to all the land everywhere it went,<br>not a thing alive in its foul excrement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But the demon was insatiate.<br>When it ran out of dirt in the old land<br>it started wandering into the unknown<br>fancying itself a peaceable pioneer<br>all the while being a bellicose buccaneer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After the feast, it was time to drink.<br>In the beast\u2019s frantic, unwavering thirst<br>it dug the ground up to unearth the corpses<br>of all the living things it buried in the mud,<br>just gulping up their lifeless, syrupy black blood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No amount was ever sufficient.<br>The fiend, in its hunger, had to resort<br>to exercising its art of seduction<br>dulling our minds with some power mystical,<br>its enchanting pheromones irresistible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I also gave myself up to it.<br>I tasted its lips chapped from all the blood,<br>and I kissed back with passion and desire.<br>All its depravity flooded my pounding heart<br>while its filthy hands slowly forced my thighs apart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wanted the beast in me so bad.<br>Laid on my back and submitted to it<br>thinking it was me seducing the demon,<br>drinking up the blood dripping from its ugly breasts<br>I let the beast inside me without protest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My mind was empty when we were done.<br>Smelling nothing but rot and petrichor,<br>I tilted my head to see the vile monster:<br>saw it have its way with another willing host<br>while I laid in the mud exhausted and exposed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So this is being treated like dirt.<br>|Eaten up, poisoned, pushed down to the ground,<br>hopelessly addicted to the demon\u2019s love,<br>the love that never really existed at all,<br>now beholden to the vampire\u2019s every call.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some of us truly tried to resist.<br>We bravely stood against the dark monster,<br>dug our heels in and tried to starve it ourselves,<br>but the beast was thriving as it left us to die<br>and forced but the strongest few of us to comply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Its dark presence was now everywhere.<br>In the frost, the melt, in the trees burning,<br>while the fiend spawned hundreds of loyal servants,<br>tangerine tricksters and armies of angry men.<br>We were all lulled into a dreamless sleep again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Such a horrific nightmare I had!Something, a ghastly demon, I believespawned from the ancient bones of all the graveyardsand promptly after its repulsive, nasty birthit set off to consume and <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/sites.ulethbridge.ca\/the-write-stuff\/2024\/04\/10\/asleep-by-istvan-jamrik\/\">Continue Reading 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