iron beat, like a lazy shadow
what some read
as an elaborate moment

when needs fiddle
all is through

run on sad vision
drunk of moon light
i am a delicate scream

beneath the pink wind
delirious petal music
trips a hot white flood

repulsive storm of bitter blood
manipulate my death
chanting Mother worship
I lick the languid rain

the enormous sausage moon
crushed my head into
a luscious purple lather

dream under mist
recall winter's knife
but put it behind me

rock will void time
and will show true skin

smear my friend, please

you use red
i like it always

she did use frantic water
to produce the urge

I live like a forest

sweet milk of woman

beauty is a fast smell