The most beautiful gesture in the world
death leers at you and apes
with harp and flesh-wound
the pink twilight of your eye
beaming your worldly smile
with your eternal sloppy joe
under which your terrific breasts
the left one pretty
heavier
than the other
death on the look-out in every smelling thicket
harpy wings snare the mermaid
bearing your fish love
jeans stripped off hastily come
i am your nymphomane diverted my
functionalist sheath
ever so proud of your death in me
sure lust for the lasso
the noose on my nut
the gob and the froth
fall for foul fuckers but you
your lovely eyes take me
please
ere i perish
and grief
ah my love sweet love never
left from my song
this be the day
death lurks but lingers
snaps out
at our amiss
