The new mother, Not-Nature, has begun providing for
A creature craving to devour all the piss-poor stock and store
Of a world so stuffed with hunger that it praeys to feed no more.
Nesting instincts with bad habits birthed this bestial kind of bore.
Deadbolt locks on deadened hearts, laid brick in open doors-
Lives now recede into themselves, untouched like none before.
hey idiot moron, you misspelt prays*…. haha jk, pretty genius lil line.
Letters are tricks. Try to see through them.
P.S. Call your grandma.