O' heart of mine…
How cruel, how foul
Of a creature you have become!!!
From my breast I curse you…
No…I damn you!
For onto me you brought pain
And avarice, pestilence and hunger.
We have become beasts so steeped
In passion's frenzy as to forget
the love of He who is blessed,
He who dwells among the stars,
He who is enthroned on the sun,
He who knows not of carnality.
'Tis the love of a different sort
That has cursed me to my torment.
Insatiable was my appetite for her flesh
And insatiable it shall remain.
God damn the love that drove me here.
-Originally written March 29, 2007