Maleficent in dusky rose
   Gathered satin lapped Her breasts
   Like blood upon the snow
   A tourniquet of Topaz
   Glistened at Her throat
   Awakening, pulled from the tomb
   Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon
   That She outshone as a fallen star
   A regal ornament from a far flung nebular
  
   Her likeness hung in the black gallery
   Commanding unease
   Demanding of Death to breathe....
  
   Midst the whirl and daylight fauna
   Of society at court
   Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause
   Though Her torchlit shadow
   Thrown upon damp cellar walls
   Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled
  
   Thirteen Winter solstices had shown
   Her path, that the dark
   Had marked its dominion
   Spaying the confessor
   Whose caresses she'd known,
   As whipcord in the House of Dog
   Her cold cunt meat on holy bone
  
   Raped of faith, She now embraced
   The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirroris face
   With this disdain, inside these veins
   (Highborn wanton that She was)
   She sought to keep what age would claim
   Her soul was sold and for this toll
   Reeking pyres ever smouldered
   On the whims of one so in control
   Elizabeth, mysterious.
   Cruelty brought thee orchids
   From the bowels of the abyss
  
   Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries
   And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs
   Exhumed by scrying eyes
   Madness came upon
   Her like an amourous lover's seed
   Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin
   In gouts torture unleashed
  
   And to Her dead reflection
   Twas as if Her pallor gleamed
   Like an angel's warmed by candles
   Where erotic stains had cleaved
   So demons dragged this libertine
   Lusts screaming for release
   Upon the flesh of maidens preened
   As canvas for caprice
  
   Exacting obeisance
   Her gaze held a seance
   Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune
   A sleeter mistress than Luna
   Whose threats to consume Her
   Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon
  
   Flat on Her back
   Pack-prey for the reams
   Of verses and curses
   That haunted Her dreams
   Midnightmare chimedB
   Thirteen in Her mind
   A disciple of scars
   Branded years hissed behind
   Ridden split-thighed
   By the Father of lies
   An ovation of wolves
   Blushed the skies as they writhed
  
   But Heaven is never forever
   She came, a spent storm
   From the clouds...
  
   Leaving serpents in office
   Inside every gate
   To lick righteous holes
   Blinding Lords to the fate
   Of virgins forced naked
   To defile on rent knees
   Hacked and racked backwards
   Menses choking their pleas
   "More. Whore. More.
   Twitching make me wet with thee
   Carcass rub me raw"