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Sarkless Kitty's WeepingThe sky was the colour of dead swans wingsThe placid dove roused to violence by the lashing winds Hills bruised with heather tortured by relentless rain A lone weeping figure, naked save for shroud of pain My misery Will out last the dulcet glow of the sun Lost in abandonment The ghost consumed by everything that has failed to be I told the bitch I loved her Held her face in hand Told her I would never leave Gossamer promises so perfect yet so fragile Deftly spun soon torn apart by the winds of deciet Old Aggie saw him riding Look of purpose on his face Hard upon the Richmond road Best get yourself in doors girl An ill wind chills my bones And I don't think he's coming home Having taken his fill of her flesh My sire fled Leaving the weeping whore soiled and bereft Not before his seed had taken route and I came to be Over come with shame She fled to the river to abort herself clean Sarkless she stands in the murky water Gutting her womb with whatever bloody hands can find Roses and tears blossom on pale cold skin Too late she acknowledges The storm bearing down upon her pretty head Rain soaked all hope lost she lets her lungs fill with silt and weeds Here in my cold wet birth grave I was born and shall haunt Imprisoned in the swaddling flesh Of my mothers womb Forever I haunt this place with my curse Trapped in the rotting womb of this wretched whore Forever unborn the pain corrupts both flesh and mind My hatred contaminates the soil The bitches weeping will never cease I will gift her untold horror for the torment she bestowed on me Unbirth eternal imprisoned in her flesh forced to share the lords disdain So I invest my pain to tear the earth apart My rage will blacken the soil and curse the purest heart And we shall remain as one till sun is long dead and gone Wandering the blackened earth beneath a starless sky forever more |