she drank her own blood
to nourish herself for the long journey
into darkness
dragged down
like a leaden black ball
to some distant netherworld
a scape of shattered moons
she a weeping mouth
hot
for the synagogue of lusts cruelties voluptuous  

while being taunted
she beckoned hells demons
come hither
blazing tongues to lick
pretty hellhounds
telling them that they were incompetent
that they did nothing
compared to the evil humans wrought
shaming them to their cold dead souls
as they nailed her to wood
and confessed that
they where more terrified
of men
then Satan
especially the religious ones
do-gooders that spread
the evil machinery of war
unlike themselves
always willing evil
and spreading good

their black tongues
and slippery red shafts
all sticks and rattled storms
setting her on fire
penetrated every inch
like she was a bed of earth
all leaves in a spicy bog
oozing poked holes

an **** in hell
her haunches
splitting bones
ridden like a bucking horse

better than a day
human
she thought
in a rapture of shimmering kisses
thundering claws
and
buttery
***** shoved up to her lungs