Forgive me lord, for I have sinned,
Though I know not from what,
Perhaps it is my lack of sleep
That puts me in this rut,
I hear the devil’s words at night
Those fears he does incite,
Those spiders in my flapping skin
Awakening the blight,
Those nails, long and unabridged
That petrissage my nose
And leave my head in search of space,
My mind now food for crows
My thoughts are filled with viscera
An...
