For Jezebel

I am Satan,
Lord of Hades,
master of your twisted mind,

keeper of the Register
of incremental mischiefs.

Come, my child,
I have expected you,
so long pursued my stratagem.

Let us explore the Pit together –
stealthily, with shrewd,
premeditated step,

for I would know
the depths of you.

Embrace the darkness.
Pause beside the charnel house
and savor each excruciation.

Feel my rancid breath
upon your neck,
my icy semen