Within your squalid heat I shrivel like a paper house A shuddering foreclosure On a prehistoric beach
In the cave of flaming winds I spoon your lips like porridge With taut, assassin's fingers I crack your plastic thighs Clawing pockets, sculpting sockets Mumbling vague desires
Despite my mummy features I'm lifelike in this light A votary of ruin On a trackless stretch of night My limpid eyes like telescopes Collapse the standing vista
When I kiss your mouth Your embalmed and toothless mouth A fragrant furor fumes And in the solemn silence You cauterize my wounds
