A bygone endurance of mine
Has not molten with time.
One year, two years, three years, four-
The walk of time lasts evermore,
Undying misery is what I adore.
Memory of infinite acrimony
Bleeding at the hocks,
blasphemous ceremony.
Violent plethora of verbal affliction
The hungry wolf, a sheep's prison.
A bygone experience of mine
Coils my wool into twine.
One snap, two snaps, three snaps, four-
I have seen many times before
Against the ewes sullen form.
The black dog follows me.
Licking his maw, peering soulessly.
He growls, he nips, he snarls a grin
As the hunt is inflicted on me again.
The lamb sacrificed, ground into veal.
Providing the hounds a satisfying meal.
The impact of raw torment
Alters blood into wine; disfigurement.
One mar, two mars, three mars, four-
Nothing satiates the carnivore,
I cannot bear the pain anymore.
