Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids

"Hear me now, all crimes should be treasured If they bring thee pleasure somehow" Her likeness hung in the black gallery Commanding unease Demanding of Death to breathe... Elizabeth, mysterious. Cruelty brought thee orchids From the bowels of the abyss Exacting obeisance Her gaze held a seance Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune A sleeter mistress than Luna Whose threats to consume Her Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon Flat on Her back Pack-prey for the reams Of verses and curses That haunted Her dreams Ridden split-thighed By the Father of lies An ovation of wolves Blushed the skies as they writhed But Heaven is never forever She came, a spent storm From the clouds... Leaving serpents in office Inside every gate To lick righteous holes Blinding Lords to the fate Of virgins forced naked To defile on rent knees Hacked and racked backwards Menses choking their pleas "More. Whore. More. Twitching make me wet with thee Carcass rub me raw" From the bowels of the abyss