sinking ships (ode to fellow nymphos)
anger and desire the two are side by side in my bed weer made of lead you left me and i died now i walk in heaven now i walk in hell this bed we made if just for shade has cracked my rotting shell i am the crab sans home the angered silver spoon i lost my cause put game on pause howled at my twin the moon lover of destruction hater of mankind hold my hand iim sinking sand too late for change of mind sooner that we leave her sooner that weer there see the sound my lovely mound under your dark glare ' i breathe, you shake, i shiver your hard under my hold your hands they drift my shirt you lift your fingertips are cold im agile when you hold me your grasp i cant evade wet desire old thoughts transpire your moans a serenade we wake in early morning the sun has yet to rise wake with my tongue your heat it sprung last night we so...