what beasts must i adore
what beasts that i adore
what beasts have i adored
standing on the shoulders of giants
fireman's carry
flames licking
reptilian brain curled
sunning itself on the embers
my desire
diaphanous and waning
shimmering and blistering
shapeless form that stalks through the night
serpent biting its own tongue
ringmaster for a private show
both spectator and stage
labyrinth in the shape of an egg
life struggling to emerge
Ferdinand the minotaur
licking, caressing, soothing
wake up covered in piss and semen
blood stained sheets&
an open window
closet fire
with a sign on the door that says
Narnia