I shake

And stare at the sun

Till my eyes burn



I shake

At the mothers

Brutal vermin



I shake

And stare

At the watery moon



With the same desire

As the sober Philistine



Worm, the pain and blade

Turn and turn again



The screw

Is a tightening Atrocity



I shake

For the reeking flesh

Is as romantic as hell



The need

To have seen it all

The voyeur

Of utter destruction

As beauty

I shake



Research has pierced

All extremes of my sex

Call it a day

Call it a day

Needle-point life

Blinds the will to be next

Call it a day

Call it a day