Drenched in the perfume of [bad word] Impasto of burning oils
forming continents on my
outstretched naked body, [bad word] 
crimson
stains of shame
stains of shame

Limbs that leave their Nests of
Red
to spin the reels of pain
Attach the nails and electrodes

and spin the reels again

Retreating [bad word] through
the years
carries the scorn on skeleton wings

Storm me thou with the sharpened
claw
swift hammer nails that pierce
the shoulder of time
Behind the sunset, with movement
regained

For there lie shadows even farther
from the light
 [bad word]  devoid of motion,
devoid of name
attach the nails and electrodes
black moratorium, haven of refuge
…