Bound From Love
a poem by me
Bound by rusted chain to a desolate wasteland -
Shackled to the forsaken, orange, blistering sand.
Evol, the deplorable daemon, keeps her in chains
Raping her with scaled phallus as the moon wanes.
Piercing lamentations, only heard by the daemon Evol,
Eject from pale white, dehydrated lips once regal -
Screaming spurned screeches from her destitute chest
Mourning affection and lust, romance and conquest.