dark soul, beat poetry

starlight,
for i burn with
the coolness of the night.
i feed in the darkness.
my prey is the soul -
an open heart -
exposed.
i ride deep in the blackness.
highway bleeds under my tires.

i am flying free from society
this dark night.

escape seems further down the road,
always further.

i'm chilled to the bone in this
moving sheet of death.
the reaper has claimed the carnal dusky stars.
the reaper has claimed my soul.
yet, not death do i earn,
but a disconcerting darkness.
i feed
and i burn.