only are i ever
        like
death(who is my long lady
who,s bone straight
skinny fat
against my nerves
her vertebrae
tingle pearl white
thickly straining   ( stabbing!exile
of beat bearing          supple vermilion
lakes                            salty
littered        carnage?and
i grip the narrow blades of her hips
and fornicate with
dusty marrow sin; and dancing
my tongue
in her barren maw
the hard palate of evergrinning stark
exposed.or i'm in her bed
waiting to caress her ribs
pleated essence

                          DeaD: she,s is my lady
                                       m ylo ve r
                                         eternal
                                                         in wriggly sockets
                                              worm filled flaccid pockets
                                                  of"