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Cradle Song
by Nevada Kerr

The good the gods provide took me by surprise
A scorpion incubus with sparkling eyes
Pierced my soul and quivering thighs
A shorn lamb in the wilderness
I craved his milk and honey bitterness

He scorched my palate with blissful cold
Drained my cup of a red sea of misery untold
An appetizing martyr I provoke the saints to bleed
For a scorpion incubus who fulfils my every need
In the aching void I hear his cradle song
A lullaby of pain for the woebegone

Written by © Nevada Kerr
1st December 2002.

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