Dawn of deep whirlwind,
Hanging by wings of fallen angels,
Melts the barren candles of flesh;
Lips are cuffed in a feral kiss
Tongue shades wonder peeling the fossil skin;
Fiery breath torments the mourning lust;
Barren breasts are bitten by vivid dream.
Epitaphs bleed of profane ambrosia…
Womb is stained in prophetic mists of sperm:
Cum or come?