god
      spoke in
              unbent folding
                      ***** tinder
                             from an inbetween
   (onyx
         follicles
                   manacling  
                              the heaving notch
                                           of cold
                                                   frosty magma
                  lurching
     out
                                    of
       the
                          slouching
             pouch                            of       her
      fine
                            giddy
                                                 pearl
           and


                    in       my            beat heavy

           pulsing      
                                  her    monthly blood)rOAR!?