He from before me moved and made me stop,
Saying: "Behold Dis, and behold the place
Where thou with fortitude must arm thyself."
How frozen I became and powerless then,
Ask it not, Reader, for I write it not,
Because all language would be insufficient.
I did not die, and I alive remained not;
Think for thyself now, hast thou aught of wit,
What I became, being of both deprived.
The Divine Comedy Inferno XXXIV, Dante.
Dis,
Appear up here we peer at her
Purr with her then blur with her
Distinctive curvature she seeps
From pores of furry paws pause
To catch a breathless kiss or hiss
Of death and flex her evil claws
Glazed our gaze scales her canine
Scythes impailing us like gutterflies
Shrouds and shrouds of utter lies
Fluttering fist to shut up cries of
Dis,
Pair a pair were meant to share
All the nightmare stink they bear
Compare a memory of her tremours
Every loving link our madness severs
Never rediscovered convinced the other
We do recover before descending
Credits sweep our happy ending
Down the Empty Whole
Wired World swallow our void!
Shoddy and soiled boiled in pith
Of mortal myth trampled over
Carnal hordes of charnal whores
Stampede the skittish carnivores
And instinct crushes
All our gushing rush of self
Dis,
Gust of rank cares in foul lairs
Fowl airs in skies of eyes despise
Our depression upon the earth
The crater the pit the death
Of rebirth
The dearth.
Abandon pride we lessen the mess
Confess our sins to the Lioness
Anoint us with the Flood she
Who blesses us with blood
As we sink into the mud of
Dis,
Illusion meant
Nothing.
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