eurydice the harlot nymph

women are harlots and goddesses too,
and soaked robed nymphs.
toes damp when moist moss walking,
cloaked cloth cloaking the soul's lamp,
winged moth winging the fire

orfeo now listen

i am the goddess
the whore
the nymph disrobed and singing

i am the venus
the swan
naked and winging,
feathers damp from leg choking
i watch you vine soak ground.

unveiled
unloosed
and
falling,
i see the river nix

sing me now orfeo,
fuck me amongst the trees

styx song singing

styx song singing

kyrie kyrie

waves slap wood

styx song singing

agnus dei

lambs and lullabies

on your slick bank

slipped i first was

scrapped by moist stone

slid i did

sing credo credo

hid i did

sing find me find me

sexed i shed all skin to bone

white skull singing

swimming not

floating yes
what does orfeo sing?

kyrie kyrie

doesn't matter what you say

doesn't matter if you paddle

only you hear the waves

kill the snake again orfeo

this is my agnus dei

inside me you moving, slashing

flesh to bone

sex to stone,


credo in now

credo out

in unum unum

dei dei

styx song singing

hush now listen

agnus little lambs

The Judgement of Paris

eyes and loins will pleasure seek

but be judged back for every move

at tit or tat

or sex style lacking

the length of thy rope is wanting,

a girth so small breeds taunting

judge as you will, Paris but

mirror thy flesh in ego's mesh

and scrape your squalid bones