Praise the children
For they bring me great joy
With their flaps of skin

Hanging from lifeless faces

Praise the children

With their toothless jaws
Satisfying my darkest thirst
With their little fingers broken

Snapped like twigs

[D.C.]

[E.C.]

Praise the children

For they fill me with love
With their legs cut off
Crawling with crimson snail tracks

Screaming all the way

Praise the children

With their icepick-punctured eyeballs
Gelatinous goo dripping down
Innocent lips sewn shut