She's hit the bottom far to long,
waiting,
breathing.
for someone to come along.
hating,
creating .
for something to happen,
with all in bad luck she points and blames.
chaos,
shame.
Selling your sins into heaven for fame!
scoundrel,
thief.
From Hades you came,
***** your finger from which came blood of grain,
truly beautiful for the great insane.
comfortable,
numb.
Tedious credulous liar,
shake down this cross and bear to save it,
as for my people their hearts you enslave it!
evil,
lucrative.
Down at the bottom she picks and gnaws,
tiny ***** fingers at the thick hard walls,
up the well as her faint raspy voice calls,
****** for you and ****** for all."
revenge,
bitter.