Monstrosity

Tangled dreadsof

petty mouth turds

trail into her.

That place.

Eaters can smell touch

but cameras only

Pray

You taste like

You taste like

You taste like

Not drudge but

demons

ones with

five tongues

trail into

That place.

Lullaby of ripped

Will cry to

They cry to

Her.

I.

Mangled dronesof

pretty mouth words

play for me.

That place.

Sleepers can feel flesh

but snaps only

Lie

I can’t be

I can’t be

I can’t be

Not love but

lusty

those with

eyeballs

penetrate

That place.

Requiem of fearless

Will beat to

They beat to

Me.

I

Monstrosity.