The pink and pulsing private parts entrance
Grasping short breath
Beneath a mass of maggot writhing limbs
Moaning to modern gods of epilation
"Pull me out"
The rough touch of existence blisters skin
And burns its way through boiling lubricant
Dripping friction visions of drooling jowls
O bestial flora
So fragrant
And foul
Cuckolding corpses cattle-prodded around
To circadian rhythms
To dancing tongues
Reduce Eve to Eden
And suck
My thumb
Now each gorgeous organ
Breathes as one lung
Deepest feverish feeling
Zeitgeber
Taxon
