Fidgeting Maggots...

A withering tree dying.
Termite infested beneath the bark.
To the raven's delight and banquet.
hymns sung, quivering noisy creatures.

Maggot infested.

The skeletal frame has broken.
A lonely pile deep in the woods.
The vile image, grotesque.
Save me, save me, save me.

Engrossed by the gore of the scene.
Only the ghosts and vomit on the ground.
A lonely pile deep in the woods.
Fidgeting maggots feasting on my work of art...