Twice

Jealousy, strike me now like not before -

how I suspire, lost and tender.

Wretched, tragic spite for faithful chore.

Dispassion and apathy, this benediction yours -

leave me humble, but leave me whole.

Fell burning, loving, longing, regret, torment short.

Bound and obligated to resentment, to igneous ardor -

anxious, abated by amity sudden, only swift.

Left adrift, to sink and fade - a relic of lust, of war.

Pull me under. Consume me. Raze me. Give me more.

Ruin me in torrid, flaming, ardent wave.

Give me ache, give me salt, give me thirst like not before.

Gallery of intimacy, desire, devotion; secret, small doors -

She's painted you in the oil of anonymous faces.

There's scattered, abandoned clothes and vows on hotel floors.

Feel me. Need me. Haunt me. Ask me for more.

Form me in your image, erect your marble monuments.

Give me sight, give me sound, give me light like not before.

I am immorality. I am shame, silence, lust, sin, "whore".

Brittle, bare bones stored in buried pit -

Come to me through small, furtive, secret, unknown doors.

Crash into me. Weaken me. Splinter me like not before.

Retire, lose sight; let her be thin, fluid gale.

Give me marble, give me monuments to taste, to explore.

Love me and leave me lone, bare like not before.

Fare home, to family, to work, to life.

Wretched, tragic, dear fervor for faithful chore.