In the morning
I awaken
Senses greet the empty light
I am longing
For a promise
Of rapture
In the hours
Of abandon
I have pleaded with the night
To be taken
To the kingdom
Of the birds
The shine of my knife
Makes reflections of us
Only shows our acclaim
For a moment
Undenied I roam
Waiting patiently for
Any sign
That there may be something more
There’s a maiden
In the stables
She is wearing a bouquet
I can feel her
Trembling
In my arms
In the moment
Of the taking
She is staring at the sky
Where does she go?
Does she feel me
Still inside
The shine of my knife
Makes reflections of us
Only shows our acclaim
For a moment
Undenied I roam
Waiting patiently for
Any sign
That there may be something more
My time will come I’m sure
My time will come I’m sure
I can live forever
See me in my human suit
I can live forever
Bring me to the creature who
Is waiting, lurking
With a dagger for me
Does anything I say mean anything at all
Does anything I say mean any thing at all
This cruel, absurd, cursed, inane, intolerable, incomprehensible
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In the evening
We are seated
At the banquet laid in gold
Such a feast does
Please the heathen
As I stir
I will cross you
At the table
I will stab you with my fork
I will spill the
Blood I’m able
Til my time
The shine of my knife
Makes reflections of us
Only shows our acclaim
For a moment
Undenied I roam
Waiting patiently for
Any sign
That there may be something more
She paints pictures on my palms
She points to me on the spot on my hand where I live for her
She places a seed from a flower under my tongue to make me strong to her
I am strong. I am a great tower to be climbed
Little hands play with my hair. They twirl my curls around their fingers
Giggling children feel my dress, to make me real for them, to make me part of them
I am real. I am a body of blood and bones.
On skin fabric falls away from its surface. Skin bleeds, passed from brother to brother
Hands move like a knife across my throat. My knees give way to all
She paints pictures on my palms, with eyes so kind and her finger soft
I long to tear her open and swim in her entrails
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