01-22-2017, 03:09 PM
I can relate to the morbidity of this poem. I liked how in the 3rd stanza you explain how the reflection of the moon is seen through globules of blood. It really gives an illustration and only something someone would notice first hand. Also seeing beauty in what is normal dark or decrepit is a nice concept. Some people might be in love with the monsters beneath their bed. Who are we to judge?

