Termites Hollow - Grade

every word she said 
lured me into surrounding 
my fingers around her throat 
now I roll along 
with her severed head 
her design is fit only 
for a creature as foul as 
every word she said 
was like feeding 
paint chips to an infant 
her coil was comforting 
with black blood and a frozen touch 
hopefully the hordes of worms 
will take the rest of her away 
as I roll along 
with her severed head