Desecration - Latrunculus Violati
"Here Lies-----
Rotting to the thrill of doom
Seized by Cold Death
And Buried face-down."
-Inscription on Tombstone-
"Decaying to the drips of chilled nature
And discontented by the state of my casket-
For it had so suddenly begun to decompose-
and by such nature my pathos be exposed-
That scraping sound seized my attention
And for once I deemed my hearing amplified
To the vile exploits of cemetery maggots-
For these fervid beasts are as fateful as Death.
Then I thought: "Here they come alas!
To waste to putrefaction my soulless mass
By their lethal kisses and passive seductions-
Slimy monsters who yet perturb nature's ruling.
Then I perceived violent falls,
Vibrations from quakes aloft
That for certainty's cursed sake
I hushed to but discern if
The unruly devil had come at last."
(unfinished)
Copyright © Gerald Nforche | Year Posted 2013
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