Worthless toys are we; of boundless DesirE
ShE grins proudly as we secretly cry.
Her seeds are implanted in our bodies;
As foetus, as fantasies, as fingertips.
There on my breasts, sHe dwells
Going down everynight, sHe burns.
There in my stomach, sHe whispers
Sweeping me for an ice cream, sHe ripples.
Everynight in my phantasm,
ShE is there with the Lord of Dream.
They cuddle, they giggle and they fondle
While I struggle to GET OUT of the sepulcher.
After digging a hole in my soul last night
I let myself in it, buried whatever left inside.
After blinking my lively and bloody eye
ShE was there, ALIVE; teasing me with her smile.
(*inspired by The Sandman-Doll's House by Neil Gaiman).
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