My Inferno

As we walked through the gates of lower hell,
I saw this vast open space with the ground
sticking to my feet. Oh my, that putrid smell!

From where I stood I identified what looked
like pounds of torn flesh. It disturbed me more                      5
to see it on these pikes where they were hooked.

When my gaze fell upon the blighted ground,
I saw that the sticky terrain was melted flesh.
In disbelief to what my eyes found,

for my mind was still trying to accept                              10
the fact that I was actually wandering
through hell. While my mind started to defect,

I pushed my way through the excess flesh,
to where the sinners were held. I saw aligned
rows of chairs, with mirrors showing the thresh                     15

of sinner’s shame.Taking my eyes away from lights
that were held on the mirror, illuminating
the guilty’s sins, I saw what gave me the frights.

Their arms fused to the table in front,
burned into their skin giving off a scent                           20
so amiss. Aside from the smell, they grunt

and arch their spine where the pain dived deeper
to where they sat. Their asses reduced
to nothing like the bones of the reaper.

Aside from their skin being burned away,                            25
a devil-like-creature was shredding the rest
of their skin and told them, “it will be okay.”

It was hard to make my eyes go astray,
but then I came to realize where the smell
and flesh originated from down the way.                             30

Then, as my stare shifted to the back
of the sinner's head, what my eyes saw
was the same face, distorted and black.

Sensing confusion, Rasco spoke to me lightly,
“these sinners are people who in life were                          35
two-faced, godforsaken people who rightly

deserve what they are getting. Since they deceived
and were never truly themselves around
anyone, so they shall be perceived.

Their is the face as they showed to people,                         40
and the other is the demon hidden within.”
My knowledge learned in hell, turned into a treacle

of sweetness that led to insurmountable truth.
With this being hard for me to absorb fully,
I went ahead and asked the question like a sluth.                   45

“What is the use of having the second face
if they cannot witness its atrocity?
And who are those creatures within the space?”

He replied. “You see all the dog-like-demons
behind those sinners? They are called Kitsune.                      50
Aside from tearing skin off these cretin,

every hour on the hour they must
have their heads turned one hundred and eighty
degrees around, so that they can see just

how they really look. Deceitful and ugly                            55
are what they are.” In the distance I heard
the sound of a clock striking three chimes snugly

one after another. I saw the Kitsune take
the heads of the manic sinners and turn
their heads inch by inch in order to make                           60

the pain more excruciating. Seeing
it was one thing, but the snap and crack
of their neck made everything in my being

shiver. Rasco told me to go walk around
and as I started to roam, one sinner                                65
started to call out to me who looked like a hound.

“You! You’re not dead are you? You are too pretty
To be wandering around here. I’m Clementine
Don’t you remember me from your shitty

life? Haha!” I felt furious to be standing                          70
in the same vicinity with her two-facedness,
and that is when Rasco gave me an interesting

offer. “I see she angers you down to the core.
All you have to do is ask the demons,
Whisper to them and you can even the score.                        75

I whispered into one of the kitsune’s ears                                                                                                                                                                        
and the next thing I knew, Clementine started
to melt into the chair and desk with shear

pain coming from her mouth so loud and painful
that I had to cover my own ears.                                   80
The thrill of it all made me feel delightful.

With that Rasco had decided we spent
enough time in the sixth round. It was
time to leave, so to the next round we went.