Black twisted gnarled gristle Lawn dance and howl whistle Spew out the fire bile Hate-wracked the whole while Teeth gnawing blood-glistened No time to love-listen. Can’t rue the damned day Eternity’s the same way Dance down the death-glade Empty with heart spayed. What’s left is tied taut; Pain fills the no-thought. What was the self thing, Clutched, did this hell bring?