makes me want to choke you
on your own teeth
the gash is me
the blood is awash
in a sea of blackness
filling up my vile soul
I am the villian
in my own story
the monster
in your head
and under your bed
I am the ankle grabber
snake of split tongue
self-styled wretch
with rancoured eyes
the hated
and the devoured
I've come for dinner
set up in your chest
I break the strings of your heart
with my teeth
flesh drips from my jaws
in long lurid strips
I am a parade
of dead things
and I taste of rot
they raised me ugly
cold
up above their heads
they made me
fed me
and set me on the world
I bite the fingers that feed me
I revel in my ugliness
I sit on my throne
of oozing thorns
with bits of my lovers
waving like flags
lulling tongue
cunt lined with teeth
I dance on severed heads
and pick the great bones
of battle yards
I am sickness
burrowed down whole
I am the rage
that consumed the world
I skitter up the side of your head
and pluck out your eyeballs
I love nothing
and eat those foolish enough
to get so fearfully close
it is at the guarding of thy death that I am
and I shall be
never call my name
and never open thy eyes to see
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