Death is a Woman

Death is a Woman

Death is a woman

Three times three

Death is the Maiden

Her skin a pale, bloodless white

The piercing eyes of the huntress

Cast in shadow

Her arrow aimed true

Death is the Mother

Her mouth lined with birthing pains

Her cold hands upon her swollen belly

Her womb

Filled with hungry worms

Death is the Crone

Sinking skin revealing old bones

Worn teeth grinning behind thin lips

Frail bent body

Keeping every secret

Death is a woman

that every man must kiss

written '07 or '08