Swirling subhuman sludge
Adorned in withered grace
Tongues without lexica
And tomes without spines
From the gallery
Gazes aghast in painted decrepitude
Marking crosses with dactyl
And stigmata of inked blood
Glossolalia in discourse
Churning from encompassing depths
Ears and eyes are slaves to burn
Knees are shattered to genuflect
Skin begs for the whip
Whispers of vengeance
Gargled through slit throats