By Jacob Ragsdell
I peer in the blackness that never ends
Murky green distorting inner vision
Pondering what entities lie lurking
On the prowl for tourists who don’t belong
Rusted nails penetrating the skin of
Those who venture too far
Late at night is the only time
Midnight
Please place your sacrifice
If you don’t give, then we take
picking the closest to perfection
We bite and gnaw, blood dripping
Crystallizing on the ground
Please help they cry, disgusting
What a disgrace they have become
We come here tonight to offer
Hail death
Rapture and celebration
Jacob Ragsdell grew up in Columbia Missouri, a city full of poverty and wealth. His poetry is a reflection on his experiences as a teen and what it’s like to grow up in America today.
