Behemoth

Despondent scourge --

A ripping wrapping pace

While tactile nails diverge into one heaping helping place.

You wear the mark so well…

Rotting iron --

            A steaming freshened sod

With sienna overgrowth, it continues prod by prod.

                        You wear the mark so well…

Perfect patron --

            A deadly dash without disgrace

Whipping iodine loneliness lying here upon your face.

                        You wear the mark so well…

User Friendly --

            A curtailed cusp of ribboned heat

Spilling forth, dripping need amongst your need, entreat.

                        You wear the mark so well…

 

Against brood, your pigeon flesh fights my earnest beckon

 

In my eyes you wear the mark

Oh, You wear the mark so well. 

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

It would be great if this were about something specific, like the internet or whaddever, but I'm afraid I cant make head or tail of it- yet I do like what you've done.