Filthy Words and God

Breathe unto me your sinister smiles

And rend my flesh with your naked fingers

And your shining teeth

I will lift you on high

I will carry you over my shoulder as a prize

And we’ll fuck

And cause each other such shining pain

Under the night; under Hecate’s cloak

Where the moon smiles its Cheshire Cat smile

And when sleep finally comes on gossamer wings

And you dream those gossamer dreams

The wet spot won’t matter

Because the sheets are soaked in sweat and in sex

And we’re collapsed against the wall

Where I took you to new heights

And you placed my name among your filthy words and God