Let me be the one to corrupt her

To touch her first
Upon her have revenge
For swords of fire...

Serpent's well of echoes
Giving me headaches
The curse I crave
And prayed and paid for

Sorely beautiful

~

Unaroused by flowers common
Love is best when unconditioned
Want would have her reeking
In the blood and afterbirth of brand new life
( no knife should bury her )

Primitive, of bone and flesh
The smell of voodoo on her breath
That her labor by stranger might
Make birth pangs of her be-coming
All the more electrifying

Screams so sweet they pierce my soul
The nails of redemption’s toll

Let me be the reason she is torn open
Consuming the insatiable desire of my issues, broken
By her bond to me
Insane, in love, enraged by me

Let me pull her head back by her hair
Enjoy the grunt of protest's fare
And charge her for my misery
Before expended
At her mercy

Let me love her first
While she is yet unknowing
Growing under my malevolence
My jealousy against her
As I shape her thoughts, and prove her sense

Before the wild becomes the terrible
Before the reins of fear are lost
Behind the fury of her being
Behind the interest of its cost

Let me hate her lovingly
Remembering when she is gone
That there was something I died for
For if I lived, I couldn’t bear
That at my best she wasn’t mine

But at my worst I scarred her
Even as my hands begged for her
As much as my eyes and ears and mouth
Terrific as lightning seeks the ground

And that the shame of my intrusions
Were deliberate, her earth my grave
To punish her with ecstasy
Infecting her to grow enslaved

Let me crave the tender kisses I ignore
Want her no more and watch her weep

Let me be the one to break her heart
That she might damn this that I keep
My love for her, corrupt
Banished yet on fire for her
To suffer 'til eternity
This passion for my wife

e.6.9.2006