Warped   rotting like boards, under    the house    where the water crawls and shudders   the walls,    groaning, pregnant, fetid with heat   fetid with heat   And the madness    of the dark swelling   with rage    swelling with rage      I am Wrath, I am Ire,    I would like to squeeze your rotten flesh until you burst, the violence purged    flower grows from the wreckage that was you...       vines twine about your skull    the birds build clean homes   the birds build clean homes in your jaw   unhinged, you are harmless   unhinged, you are harmless