Evil

Thick

black blood

coursing through veins,

strangling tendons and surrounding muscle,

pin-pricking fibres

beneath tissues deep.

The skin cloaks,

shadows what is already dark.

Light will beg mercy,

crumble in its presence.

Shrivelled heart beats

tempo slow,

a cadence of atonal

broken rhythmic melody.

Composer strangled by masochistic overture,

(sadistic asphyxiation is joyous.)

Essence buried deep,

the abyss has swallowed whole

what life cannot chew,

virtue,

beatitude,

selflessness,

for now a sufficient banquet

© Lloyd Rock