Sweetie driven 
underground,

torment bound
to Insect Wheel.

Coffin Fly that lays
boute-selle 

as visions 
mount and fuck

terrors tightening,
heap corrupt!

Profound & deadly
violent dismay.

Kill it off.
Kill it off.
Oh, make it stay.

Butterflying
where terrors subsume

a carthorse 
of raging sin -

Love, fret and staunch,
the countless taunts 

what so costly
raises the skin!

Not go in peace -
where vision boards

as dawn still hawks
where reaper stalks

dares serpent-volant
to waltz back in -

sly of boot 
and hopeless grin.

This willful brush 
that circles like flies,

impotent restless 
geysers in disguise ?

Buggy muggy, mazed maudlin
the shaken & stirred -

Not kick over 
the vortex?

not swallow 
the bird -

Sweetie change 
rearrange

kiss the tire
let it fill up.

What pours and soars  
as it rains,

waters the flower
dangling by the hour...

And praises the kick
that made it stick.