DESIRED CONSTRAINTS

Reticent vagabond sifts through the bin-- No scent is offensive when hunger sets in......... Children of lucifer-- Scourges of sin-- Consequence threatens existence Providence-- Ignorance lives in the land of pretend-- If you visit there once, you will visit again

Beelzebub offers one porcelain hand The other examines my torso Slowly I waken- Satan remains Dependant existence- I choke on the taste My nakedness shames me- Lucidity fades The seed of a demon was planted today- Conceived of Beelzebub-, Succubus rape

I am of granite- Chiseled grey stone I cannot show my emotions Devotion no longer has rhythm or rhyme I am impervious- Enigmatic mind

Lucifer belches-- Such vulgar contempt Pretence of virtue confounds me Seeds of deceit thrive on foolish belief Jealousy feasts on bereavement Consequence sips from proclivity's cup Lucifer spits-- The estranged lick it up