Oh fascist figment of fertility,
Come into my arms
Oh viral vitriolic vertebrae
Come into my arms
Sooth me sullenly and do not dismay
When I make a little incision in the
small of your back
Speak ever so softly and this is only
foreplay
As I make little cuts here and there
and lick the blood from your waist
Oh sensual symbol of servitude
Come into my skin
Oh pure personification of pulchritude
Come into my skin
Let me laconically serenade you
As I take bits of your bone and hair
and make a house for us
Turn your eyes away and leave me alone
When I grasp your spine in my gnarled
hands ever so faithless
Oh rigorously righteous raven
Come into my home
Oh darkly dripping darling
Come into my home
Put your pain into my spinal column
As I heave and gag against the scent of
your precious skin
Rip out my resolve with your teeth
alone
When I blink and stand still in your
presence humbled by my sin
Oh wondrous wayward whore
Come into my heart
Oh lovely lascivious lady
Come into my heart
Take my throat between your hands
As I trace the road seventeen inches to
hell
Treasure my treachery as I lay rotting
in the earth
When I have all but forgotten your
enchanting smell
