ishtar_n_hades From a painting by E. Wallcousins

Down I fell
To blood stained flail
My life gives last tell
For last meal, sushi and kale.
In a house for horned out male
Guys would chase her tail
Her skin, vampire pale
I see Ishtar’s last veil
I found the road to hell.
No need for rail
No need for coffin nail
The ferry waits to set sail.

Apocalypse translates to, “lifting the veil.”