dark clouds line the sky and descend   to the shallow heart of the man   enraptured by the burning flames of animosity      the hammer falls and penetrates   and preys on my demons darkest desires   my soul is now a womb      you are flesh of my flesh   forever we embrace      I see my reflection on the bloodstained floor   a clenched fist that holds no compassion      tranquility an escape   I will never know   conception - the breeding   labor - the pain I bear   birth - of scorn reproduction