BLUTLUST

Dee Allen

BAVARIA, GERMANY 1872

 

This place reeks of madness and decay!

 

A rambling house

A prosperous family

Can be cursed

Without phantoms

 

Generations

Down the line

Their own affliction

Stemmed from numerous demons’ invasion on their minds.

 

Would they inherit the madness? The evil in my blood?

 

As children, Elizabeth and Emil

Witnessed their mother’s suicide by knife.

Baron Friedrich Zorn—too afraid their grasp on sanity will slip.

Always together—-then locked up apart.

 

The demon walks in the forest of night!

 

The forest

Grove of sycamores and ferns past sundown

Can be dangerous

Without monsters

 

Save for one in human form.

From an adjacent village, pretty blondes stray—

And meet with a bare-handed destruction.

Rose petals covered each maiden’s body like a red funeral shroud.

 

We carry death! We carry death to the bowels of Hell!

 

Ancient ritual with crude skeleton and crosses,

Not a children’s game,

From the days before Christianity

Can drive death out of a village

 

Symbolically.

There, golden-haired girls became fewer in number.

Whether demon or man arisen and slain them

Was anyone’s guess.

 

They say they love us. I could kill them for what they’d done to you.

 

The Zorn mansion

Prim, proper prison for prominent siblings:

Elizabeth—bled out with razors, drugged, kept weak and bed-bound.

Emil—unable to contain his rage, hell-bent on freedom from a luxury

cell.

 

Hilda—devoted to effectuating her brother’s wishes:

Open, shut and lock doors to the children’s rooms,

Keep the siblings apart, guard the hall—do this daily.

More key-ring jailor than protective aunt.

 

“Blood will have blood”, they say.

 

The Zorn family curse

Insanity and incest commingled [ toxic blend ]

A draconian nightmare

Worth escaping from. Or lashing out against.

 

And the bloodlust the Baron feared most

Overflowed from regal veins

To mansion rooms, to the forest,

To the lake, to carriage trails, to the peasants’ village.

 

One can

Only pray

Such red-handed ferocity

Never—-reaches—-them.

 

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[ Inspired by the film Demons Of The Mind, directed by Peter Sykes. ]