Weight-bearing root
Beneath her flesh
Her life-force
A perdition
Our guardians transfigure us with lacquered spikes of hate
Repulsing so beautifully
Our frail humanity
Dangerous ones
Return to Nature
Fall
Consume
Condemned by constructs they once built unforgivable ignorance
Repulsing so beautifully
Their frail humanity
So that leaves those who cannot consume
And those whose labors are owned
To be left to the shit on the bottom
Screaming to be recognized
A spell borrowed
She casts an elegiac curse
Her life-force
A continuous perdition
Burn
Crush
Smother
Consume
Loss of desire
Brings weakness
Her existence
Ineluctable