Yesterday, 11:29 AM
Eulogy
Crimson-red brocade seethes,
whispering conspiracies through twisted limbs
Callously churning contortion of nature
In gaseous boughs, rising thick
Heavy and violent arsine clouds,
most warm and rapacious miasma
Breath falters as it pierces through tissue,
Childish cries smothered by folds of linen
as it penetrates the body and paralyses it
Rigor mortis, posthumous stillness
Vines form a funerary wreath
Vegetation thrives
Crimson-red brocade seethes,
whispering conspiracies through twisted limbs
Callously churning contortion of nature
In gaseous boughs, rising thick
Heavy and violent arsine clouds,
most warm and rapacious miasma
Breath falters as it pierces through tissue,
Childish cries smothered by folds of linen
as it penetrates the body and paralyses it
Rigor mortis, posthumous stillness
Vines form a funerary wreath
Vegetation thrives