a vicious rack, endorsed by Elizabeth
bones torn to pieces,
tearing precious skin.
screams of agony, wails of pain
and eyes writhing white like
pure fresh snow.
satan's joy in riding this car
flaming fire of black pollutant smoke
taints Virginity like incestuous semen
snuffing out the tiniest lone
sliver of light
with malicious forked tongue
slobbering, slithering, sliding.
maybe the handcuffs should come off now
maybe the blood could flood a small rural village
and i don't understand
why i'm still chained to these
torturous wheels of fire
tearing me apart.
I wrote this during Economics lecture. That subject has such effects on me.