Bride

Damn'd You! I was alone. I had learned to
speak, to laugh. A laughter that mocked like the
sound of splitting ice and you Knew what with
I was inbrued, as you chased across the
icy waste to avenge your wedding night. Your
fear, a race of monsters? Hah! So to the
end wrought, your mind populated by the
thought of your betrothed killed by your begot.

Herr Gott, the cold has a bite. A frost has
formed in your eyes frozen vater. You are
cold; feel the human warmth I felt? Now's the
time - your corpse, your work shall be sizzles on
ice, nothing but wet cinders. Horror? A
foolish tale, like your two lines, best forgot.

Notes: Before you comment on the enjambment, you might want to notice something else is happening here. Before you comment on why is seems familiar, it is based on and rewritten. There are another four lines at the bottom. And anon and tazz: kiss my aß
really now, acid is as acid does, you are here for what?

Black from pitch smoke rose into softly falling snow,
with curtained stare atop a pyre of ship wrecked wood
the creature, crad'ling his father, "Anverlobter"
in flames intoned "so weiß, so weiß, so wunderschön."