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Inamorata
‘She was a thief and a whore and a kept woman.’ Sandburg
I chase a dream & trouble follows
I drive a highway lost in hell
a woman snares me in her spell
my hardest kiss, she swallows
she writes her heart on the wind that blows
the stars are killed, the moon’s accused
a lover’s flesh must be abused
the storm ungently goes
a whore is meant to be degraded
we sing praetorian songs of hedon
and dance savannahs tramped in Eden
a harlot, raped & humiliated
orgasms like bullets in a bandoleer
her amorous tongue is a blasphemy
I give the torment she begs of me
and steal every tear
enslave my lust & crave my bite
stay with me thru the storms ahead
lay with me in a wailing bed
where I sleep at night…
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