A jade dragon by the door
the saffron full-moon stares on.
But they argue and bathe in sorrows
not mending the ragged cuts of self-pity.
"O cruel world, why have you kicked me again?"
as the fat pig wallows in its own filth and excrement.
Among them, the adversary gets a jealous sacrifice
sighing it up with tears to the sanctuary.
Thus the ritual is repeated, even sought for
& insensibility accounts for these twisted facts.
How easily carnal fantasies disengage
--like the companion in one ear whispering:
"For love I do this for you, only
for you, for you my one and only."
Yeah, right. Taste a switch & the button,
perceive the plasticized flesh.
Like a hungry canine, the antler fetched
jaw-clamping it in lipped teeth--
Before the altar, "Nevermore" is repeated avowedly
A figment of imagination? .. No, it continued,
Cast from heaven for conceiving beds of pain,
the chains argue aloud, but few ever learn.
The end is the finale & indeed, the inception
of the future.
