Your Punishment

Your Punishment

Putrid red

likes rivers flow,

seizing all feeling

from lifeless meat holes.

Streams of the spilled

scattered in the deep,

like a blazing crater of oil

filled with those undone.

 We gave you life

so that you may love.

Now spilled have we

the heaven’s juice

in your lungs.

Devour not the flesh

of your fellow beings

we beseech-ed you.

Forgiveness is but a myth

for the living

we only desire the red

in your soulless

puddle of mud.

Image Credits: ExplodingArtist


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