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
