Serpent Of The Fondant Skies Poem by Jacob Underwood

such a snake shimmering luster and greed there is nothing that you don't need.
fangs and bite leaving gasoline splattered over the orange skies complete.
skies fading into neon pink sparkling fruitful with tiny shards ok blue to decorate.
you are to feed on the gluttony of the skies color we all know it its hard to hide your hunger.

We watch you tear and eat the colors making you glow as you try to exceed.
but it doesn't work the colors never go away as the pink starts to stain you face in sweet.

the pink starts grinding holes in your body you should've known better than to feed.
see your body as it overflows into acid. What were you thinking is your brain filled with moonseed.
your fat body half in ground expecting to see the world praise, glorify, and venerate.
as you fully sink in the ground and your full jaw starts to ripple and rupture.

you really expected to just be let go for what your doing you just expected the world to tolerate.
Beelzebub would be ashamed of you aren't gluttony your just an idiot now left to vegetate.

left to die to rot and your only use is for your corpse to hopefully grow witchweed.
leave it too you to waste everyone's time a filthy snake eyed garbage gutter.