Halls of the Dark Muse

This was inspired by a poem I read back when I was taking a class in contemporary poetry. I thought the poem was romantic and playful, but everyone else thought it was dark and disturbing.

The original, ran along the same idea as my rendition of it.

Pillow Talk

Your heart is mine!
I smile and roll over you
Your heart is mine!
I whisper, our fingers twine
lie to me and you know what I'll do
I'll run a dagger right through you
Your heart is mine!