Death’s-Head

by Gary West

Raging graven images
— idyllic cemetery idols —
scream pain anguish for dead’s wandering
floundering souls found marching
moaning with fevered ravings unfettered
cravings spewing hatred vilification
for cold fetid flesh haunted
(heated?) by memories
of hot warming blood coursing fiercely
freely through viscous veinous pathways.