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the careful noddings
of your dark fur
dark dream wolves
nestling and prodding my weary body.

i am tired and not in the mood
for transformations, your blue jets of lust
do nothing for me.

Depart, demons. After you have
become drunk with my blood
and I have told you so many pretty stories
to hang upon the Night like many stars.

I detest your loneliness
more than I detest your pride.
There is no piece of the World
with its juices on your lips
or its tongue on your longing black heart.

Fuck you,
my mouth curls into the words.
Fuck the two of you and your smooth bodies
waiting to be romanced.

There is nothing here
I keep shrieking but still they visit these caves
of plush forgetting.

We all want to rest our heads in a soft bed of sorrow,
I know.
And to survive on trains in the new desert
of thirsty hearts.

I haven't learned yet
how to be an animal amongst so many
fists of salt and commerce,
the desires of the heart and mind
never meant to much to me.

I spent half of my life
trying to give rise to my desire.