Nine layers of Hell
hath we wallowed
Buried and burned
frozen by fires ice
and the hands of insubstantial lovers.
Nine layers of Hell
and now this –
The creature the woman brought.
Death on four legs
devours the murders on two.
Our small peace
Penance, discipline and shame,
cowed by the Maw –
the mouth of the daemon below.
Nights alive, evil and want.
Insistent desire barren of regret –
it slinks behind, dives from above –
Ends us,
robs us of the Forgiveness,
offers Nothing but pain
and the Void.
~Sarah
