I smite her without a flicker of remorse,
now read this incantation with me.
Web caught trembling prey, blistering sadness in a shallow grave.
Repulsive, rotten, ***** stench, locked box of putrid sorrow.
Blood clot hidden trench, vile secretion burrow.
Wolf dressed goblin *****, muttering incantations.
Teetering on a broken fence, seething hatred, regurgitation.
Greedy, evil, spineless, *****, cunning, patient, *****.
One head liar, two face succubus.
Speechcraft, forked tongue, slithering witch, foul gargoyle.
Rebuke venomous, castrate hung, stoke the funeral pyre.
Incubate the serpent fetus, demon, devil, fire.
Nevermore sinister toil, bone-covered soil.
Death to the succubus.
Death to Venus.
© JDMaraccini 2013