The Bestiarii Rosaries
Whereas thy folk sleep with eyes wide open
No waking cloudless morn wilst come
Triumphant is this veinless legacy of men
Overturned uprooted in such disgust
As to cloak in the dark and despise

Cadaver games lost in endless checkmate
Soaring moves of cat and mouse
Of lion and wolf, eaten and ate
Beads wilst beckon but blood will drip
Love without shame these beasts must rip

Hands together to the sky ever clasped
Into a ceremony a circus bizarre
To the willows her ashes are kissed
Suffer the children offering for disease
Lust, lingering the bestiarii rosaries

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