Hear Me now!
All crimes should be treasured if they bring thee pleasure somehow...


Maleficent in dusky rose
Gathered satin lapped Her breasts
Like blood upon the snow

A tourniquet of Topaz
Glistened at Her throat
Awakening, pulled from the tomb

Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon
That She outshone as a fallen star
A regal ornament from a far flung nebular


Her likeness hung in the black gallery
Commanding unease

Demanding of Death to breathe...

Midst the whirl and daylight fauna

Of society at court
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause
Though Her torchlit shadow

Thrown upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled


Thirteen Winter solstices had shown
Her path, that the dark
Had marked its dominion

Spaying the confessor
Whose caresses she'd known,
As whipcord in the House of Dog

Her cold cunt meat on holy bone

Raped of faith, She now embraced

The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With this disdain, inside these veins
(Highborn wanton that She was)

She sought to keep what age would claim
Her soul was sold and for this toll
Reeking pyres ever smouldered

On the whims of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty brought thee orchids

From the bowels of the abyss

Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries

And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying eyes
Madness came upon

Her like an amourous lover's seed
Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin
In gouts torture unleashed


And to Her dead reflection
Twas as if Her pallor gleamed

Like an angel's warmed by candles
Where erotic stains had cleaved
So demons dragged this libertine

Lusts screaming for release
Upon the flesh of maidens preened
As canvas for caprice


Exacting obeisance
Her gaze held a seance

Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune
A sleeter mistress than Luna
Whose threats to consume Her

Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon

Flat on Her back

Pack-prey for the reams
Of verses and curses
That haunted Her dreams

Midnightmare chimed
Thirteen in Her mind
A disciple of scars

Branded years hissed behind
Ridden split-thighed
By the Father of lies
An ovation of wolves
Blushed the skies as they writhed


But Heaven is never forever
She came, a spent storm
From the clouds...


Leaving serpents in office
Inside every gate
To lick righteous holes
Blinding Lords to the fate
Of virgins forced naked

To defile on rent knees
Hacked and racked backwards
Menses choking their pleas

"More. !@^%. More.

Twitching make me wet with thee
Carcass rub me raw"