Pwnd – elizabeth beesley
It's the smell
that strikes at once
the claws that curl
anticipation of flight
stealth amongst the under brush
sinking deep
after the fall
the stench of blood
lick your lips
the huntress
crimson drips to lap
teeth bared to rip
conquered.
mbecker
Apr 17, 2008 12:19 PM
I like the poem, but explain the title
ebeesley
Apr 17, 2008 12:26 PM
pwnd. As in, you just got pwnd. it's an expression commonly used by teenage boys. ex: The zebra got "pwnd" by the lion.