Already in love with this idea. The title captured me from the start, and the introduction line (for lack of a better word) is such an ominous but gruesomely elegant picture. I also just love the use of honey and hands as imagery in poetry, so I may be a little biased... The intro line also gives some spooky vibes to match the Halloween spirit. Extra points. 11/10
Okay, your last poem BLEW me away (all of them are incredible, but something about that one really stood out to me). Your talent is so strong and I can see your own uniqueness shine so brightly though these poems and everything I have seen you post, fantastic work, friend!!! <33 cant wait to see more
Who's to say that my light is better than your darkness? Who's to say death is better than your darkness? Who am I to say?
I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.
I'll admit the two turtle doves are growing on me, but there are ten birds in this house already and we both know geese are feathered bioweapons of mass destruction. — Silvern