i want to mummify
your flesh you’re ablaze
beside my bag of bones
so i can’t sleep you’re so
still and i want to burn
your gold wreathed
limbs for slipping so
swift into the dripping
deep i want to kick
in your soft brinks if
you breathe so loud
one more time lining
your sagging smoker’s
lungs with the biblical
dust of my rented room
above the chinese shop i
want to take my grease
run hands down down
down your hot red mouth
slip in your wet gorge of
a neck let it squeeze my
fists in ecstasy i’ll crawl in
disappear amongst your
clotted viscera let me hide
for a while against your
spine and devour you from
the inside.