the red hot hooks
tear easily
into the soft flesh
of abdominal digression
chained
to the fetid earth
facedown
to muffle the screams
as the loose soil
fills the airways
where vacant screams
once lived
a series
of long rusty nails
pounded lovingly
into the skull
to release the demons
who feel naught
but anxiety
slowly flayed
as the sun casts rays
of agonizing dismissal
through the anonymity
of gray clouds
above
the flaring pain
from limbs
now torn from socket
twitching as they scream
refusal
tear soaked refusals
to the uncaring
gravity
of spinning orbs
in the vacuum of hope