In The Belly of A Beast

-In The Belly of A Beast-
by
Keaton Foster



A statue of a creature
Impossible to reach you
Down below I remain
Here
In the belly of a beast
Far down into its gut
Suffering as I know I must
I was never meant to escape
I was never meant to be vacated
From this eternity, placated
God is punishing me
For what, he could care less
The darkness of such a place
The nothingness of such a soul
Are one and the same
Intertwined we have become
Festering like an unseen wound
Unsettling I seem to the beast
A poison that he knows
Will someday lead to his doom
Nonetheless he will indeed persist
Consuming children like I once was
And never again will be
Ripping them to shreds
Leaving them both alive and dead
Leaving them to question everything
As he, the beast with a finite purpose
Questions absolutely nothing at all
For him, there is no God above
No hell or damnation for his actions
There are no unbreakable chains
There is no rusty cage
There is no reasonable way
To betray what he is
And what he must do
For him, the beast
There is only here and now
That and the ache to be fed
In the belly of a beast
Is where I reside
Here
Is where I call home
Festering forever more
I will never be free
And neither will those
Yet to be consumed by such
An all-consuming beast…



In The Belly of A Beast
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013