Demon wrought;
bred in iron.
Silhouette;
chiseled amethyst.
Sharp angles
bruised lips
white teeth
stark skeletons behind thin lips.
Glowing in dimness
enchanting
a goddess to welcome all
into the fiery abyss.
Dead eyed;
vacuous smile
none know the sinister intelligence
simmering
with dangerous ideals.
Hunger growing
growls barely suppressed
longing continues to grow.
Down down
ever spiralling
intense is the humidity rising.
Skin glowing
tongue
lizard like
flicks the air.
Desire
heady
burns in their loins.
Reaching for;
longing for
the golden temptress
whose feet they shall worship.
They would whimper.
They would roar.
They would eventually die.
Mauled
in depraved orgies
torn in dark desire
to a thousand pieces.
Scooped up
returned to the top
thus turns
the never ending
second circle of hell.
©Nov. 13/21
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