A hangdog wyvern
Stalking the Pine Barrens
A serpent borne from shame
Dejected as a leech
Ticks, bloodletters, pinned to your spined canvas
Livestock in your stomach and bones in your vomit
How dare you hang your hangdog head
After all the blood that you've stolen
Dreamt from an atlas
Your hooves are weightless
Your wings are pinioned