Exodus

Babbling incoherence
In convenience, or lackluster social convention
Worth no time
Reasoning with catharsis  

Bitch drinks of blood
Reeks of it
In praise of Egyptian cotton
Sheets of canvas molded in plaster
The gods have betrayed another
As I lie in contempt

Sword in stone
Rune of power
Kill another
Soul omen

Selfish loneliness
Calling upon me in this late hour
To be in solitude...
Oh so sweet
But bitter rebuttal
Received in awakening
Gnaws at my sacred silence