“Vampire”
Crimson showers wash away morality and virtue, exposing thirst and aridity in the soil of divine law. Lustful eyes, dangerous tears; begging for the draw to end and the gears to stop whilst you are crying for more. You are dying for his satisfaction.
This is one of the poems i’ve written that I have put off adding to my blog because it’s very grotesque… but I like it.
Because it’s B&W it isn’t as apparent but I played around with some different lighting; I used a lower blue light to define more shapes in the photograph, and a yellow light overhead to help the camera pick up on the entirety of the subject.
You could say the blue light defines muscle and the yellow light defines bone structure.
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