Could these limbs pleasure you?
The blood doesn't emerge like yours...

You have scared me - Made me-
How my blank canvas bleeds...

Perceive me; breathe me;
--comprehending written love...

Bare soles planted firmly upon bemire hilltops
The breeze passes auburn strands along her eyes...

Cancerous images bloom in the mind
Take this knife and cut the throat...

Sitting amongst your midnight stool
Stainless steal taunting to stain...

I lay unadorned for you
Desnudo...