This chalice of night
that I carry around
I’ll surrender to you
as a shackled slave
--
Love me an apocalypse
Love me asunder
Your long ebbed serenity
does little to allure me

What is chastity
if not another name
Another anklet tinkling
above the goat’s hooves

the goats, the lambs

So many have you dragged
through the chattering streets
As gazes ***** their skins open
So may have you quietened
--
Love me a massacre
Love me fanatic
My sweet ashen purity
is too frail a goddess

So long have I beautified
this altar that I bear
The blooms now sing
of pleas long dried
And gore sleeps soundly
in cracked stones

A lamb, a lamb follows
Another treads on behind
Carved out of my own bright flesh
Stilled with blades chanting
my name
--
Love me a mayhem
Love me turbulent
The tinkles still linger
long dead the screams

Let them now

Bring on the maidens
and bring on their men
Let begin the ritual
Let spurt out the dark

Let tinkles dance
above ashen blooms
Let lambs be smothered
beneath tumbling stones
Let none be silenced
Let echo the songs

I do not wish for quiet now
--
Love me an apocalypse
Love me asunder
You, a darkness within
I, a crumbling altar
--
This chalice of night
That I carry around
I carved and filled out
my own bright flesh

I do not wish for quiet now

Yet you love me so