Punishment

I need no punishment for that which is there,

Lunar globes set themselves around me;

Rivers of stars kneeling for my plea,

An ocean of dust- and within there- a key.

I know that I need no punishment for that which is there,

to harvest a heart becoming so - rare.

To - tear me of clothes and leave me bare

For created creation to sleep in a lair.

I know- punishment is there.

Where , us, who decide and kill,

Us,who through your spine we bring a chill,

Us,who flow emotions into your quill,

And us who erode into your soul-

A punishing rill.