A smothering affliction Smeared the wings of a white moth Trapped inside a shadow cage Stretched out the webs of a liar That captured her breath And her mouth Slowly covered with the net Layer after layer Emptied glance Under coercive control It paid a bitter price For a forged affection A wingless owl Slowly closing her eyes Buried the wisdom in her heart It saw through the deceit The putrid motive Blackened her tears And she bled deep inside Became the keeper and the guardian Of the secrets of the serpent The nightingale Never sang again But quietly wept in the moonrise Snake nest offering I will present you a series of pictures Look at them and tell me what you see There are no wrong answers The first thing that comes to your mind In the ink stain I see a pattern of a monster Stuck in a guilt trap Sawtooth marks on my limbs A crypsis, a veil on its face A muted murder In the ink stain I see a pattern of a monster Stuck in a guilt trap Sawtooth marks on my limbs A crypsis, a veil on its face A motionless killing Nymphs of the bleary waters The dark lilies of dusk Drowning in the nocturnal gloom With black swans Infected by the venom The filthy touch of viper arms A fallen crown rot on the ground Ate from the poison garden