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A Song of the Sex Divine
From the moonlit depths of her sorrowful eyes, He drinks the Light of an etheric River Her pink lips are his sacrament Her ravishing hips are his tabernacle Her Womanhood, his altar Heav’n & Hell; Earth & Sea, They take their leave As he takes her, eats her, & revels sumptuously En […]
Arose
En this post-modern age Of the Iron Clockwork Of the social, political charade Of the heart coarsen’d by hate The contraction of man’s most degenerate impulse Is a grievous, involuntary response Post-modern man, He works so hard 2 be a destroyer of all-things That happen 2 reside outside his experience, Beyond the reach of his […]
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