Sweet Judith

Display him well

Upon a golden platter

Where mighty sword once fell

Putrid haze

Miasma most high

Feast upon his spoiling flesh

Flagellation

Urinate

On the body

Stigmata still fresh

Filthy, critical gaze

Honeyed crust of impetigo

Contagious rage

Body gives into the vertigo

Fingers twisted in shame

Blessed is the oracle

Patience is virtue less, hatred is the motivator (huh)

Concubine of loneliness

Shatter the chastity

Scabbed over purity

Picked at, never allowed to heal

Taste the melancholia

Sordid visions fill my belly

Bloated in decomposition

Taste the melancholia

Cauterize the hole you left

Or I’ll do it by myself

Bring me the Baptist

SALOME

Veils swirl

Furious is my blade

Skin ripples

King with an ugly crown

STILL SUCH A COWARD

Draw from the poisoned teat

Fevered and yellow

Earthy delights

Within a dark crevice

Flagellate

Urinate

On the body

Stigmata fresh

Dig fingers into wounds

Tear his shroud, bind him

Bound in ecstasy, and

Made to drink the vomit of God