She wears the sorrows
Of hard years
Like a cloak with veil of tears
Surrounded by the cruel past
Of shattered hopes now shards of glass
She walks upon and the blood
Spills into cracks that whips have split
Into her back
And night she cries her agonies
A veil of tears on
Sopping sheets
That swaddled the dead child
She choked and smothered
With Heroin and cigarettes
In Dark she kneels
Before an altar made of scabs
And begins a ritual
That stings and gives an offering
Of pus and tissue wrapped in
yellow skin
To a yawning Void.
Amongst the ruins of a life
A shadow steals between the
Pyres a sacrifice
To a misanthropic mother
Whispering infanticides
Licking horrors With black tongue
Of sulphur
By mornings pale glow
She staggers amongst concrete slabs
Again
The Corpralite of mindless giants
A crooked scarecrow scratched across the dawn
In need of something poison
To warm her belly
And sleep till dark

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