1. Ferocious Weights

NEVER once he knew what war 
I keep the hour vicious 
Used my body to fatten his voice 
Our eyes weakened under drippings 
Look to the south for your muse, she's there 
Eggs in five palaces looming 
Embrace her, replace her heart 
Kiss her, change your life 
Kiss her. change your life 
Such a bleak desire 
To have you with me when I die 
In hymnance of my leaden veins 
I smell your blood each night

2. Conception Pathetic

He beckons from across the languid room, eyes wild like oceans, caught up and glittering ! Everything [bad word] all dark, save
those embers that burn right through my quaking soul! The old man is frightened and waiting to die; she looks on from her LUNAR
perch and laughs, "One sip from this cup of steaming wine, and then you dream!" No more, now is night. Poison! They all sing to
me, stars in their brightness, and young, singing in golden cages, rough-hewn by some dead race! I saw in one room a CANDLE, and
in another a votive WREATH. Which shall [bad word] me? Which shall resurrect me? Rain from her mouth doth heal! Let [bad word] through
me! I kiss her silken lips! And [bad word] that heave with passion e'er growing! 
We couched below the flowers dead! And gave new life to them! No! Not in this place! By starlight [bad word] to devour us
all! Through terrors he'll rise to hurt us!

3. Undine and Underwater Flowers

The waves speak quietly to me 
When the tempest sleeps deep beneath. 
I wish that I could give to you 
The sun before it weds the west. 
My tears mingle soft with the sea 
Though I dream that you could taste them. 
Lay with me our bridal bed 
Dance a moonlit path thereon 
Lay with me above the dead 
That drift with tides kiss upon. 
My undine beauty, thou hast seen 
The coral kingdoms, silence, peace 
The moon and stars I would forsake 
To gaze into thy starry eyes 
The azure sky seems not so deep 
As azure oceans, amidst sleep.

4. The Ocean, The Kingdom, and The Temptation

The rolling tide of a sea gone mad whispers in its undine seductive lullabye. And I want the Lady Sea's moist hands to cover
me. The kingdom, and its watery shades of most alluring blue invite me in aquatic dreams to sleep inside her mighty womb. The dry
lungs of death shall burst in the misty depths, shadowed. As I fall below the light of sun and the [bad word] of mankind's sins.
The sea, it calls unending to me. My sleep is hindered. The poisonous air in a suffering world is too great a burden to be had by
me. The [bad word] weight of maddening stage, the only delights in the arms of sin, and my will to live is weakening.
The sea nymphs glide through courseless heaven, drawing me through to the formless might and splendour of castles glistening,
the temples 'neath the churning waves that ever haunt my dreams. I bade farewell to the sun and stars and the wind that calls in
vernal song. For off I go to the land below, and pray the liquid fills me more than the air I so reluctantly share. Off to the
kingdom that's flooded my dreams and has been reflected in my saddened tears.

5. Pondering a Wall

Here am I, red and sour. Mine eye smiling to thy side! 
He lives in a river 
From Carina's door 
Washing out the devourer 
Of dying acres 
Maybe salvation deserves this? 
All in my hand overcame me. 
Eyes on you, I drowned in yours, and then 
My house forsook me. 
Lithely trickling away, my name from thee 
In a slumber-call... 
Hast thou dreamt my name? 
Haste, my weight is hollow. 
Speak, and it saves me. 
Haste, speak, [bad word] me. 
Atop a hill, a marvelous night's 
Lustrous vistas mark the year, 
Creeping across the barony. 
Phantoms flicker with a licking breeze, 
Admonishing thee of wicked pleasure. 
I scheme to renounce my treasure 
With a furtive smile, silence 
But tears, they stream for thee 
Thou! Lusting a dungeon 
This land is like... a goblet of the thick 
And black! 
Brim-filled before the moon-crest 
I'm pondering a wall 
And poised with knives 
And then, I look at you 
(Secretly, of course)

6. Catharsis of Sea-Sleep and Dreaming Shrines

In my dreams I see no nearer god. 
The waves that move, 
They pierce my drifting soul. 
With want I reach in vain to grasp the sun 
As off it falls beneath the dancing fields 
And paints fore'er this spout-girt majesty! 
O, slimy things! 
I yearn to hear you sing from depths as deep as stars doth shine 
From realms of light above. 
I wish to hear thee sing! 
O, ammonite with aeon-closed eye! 
Speak to me in water-tongues 
And grant to me the eyesight you once saw 
The Sea-gods with! 
My voyage as above, so below 
Upon a dreaming ship I sail 
Upon my life I conjure they whom no dry eyes have seen 
Since sleep hath stolen over forms and sunken temples built 
By gods themselves! 
Alone I embark for cities immersed 
In depths of thought and caverns full of dreams! 
What corals dress this city fallen? 
What the magick language lost one-thousand leagues? 
 [bad word]  and speak to me 
From beneath the waves that rock young ships 
To slumber sweet 
Gods, caress me with thy chthonic hands 
Steep my mind with the beauty of a vision-world 
And bury me in temples where my soul 
Can e'er explore these realms of madness submerged!

7. Blight of River-Systems

Snow, and [bad word] 
That make every visage angelic! 
Then came my secret dream of the girl 
My warrior with a foot like a doe 
Walking for inspiration, 
I learned which of you is the One. 
Kissing, but not moving 
Loving, unmoving 
But this is said in a coquettish trance 
Dampens my book, [bad word] quick 
I almost love you, 
But I kiss you the way I kiss Maria 
And she, with a foot like a doe! 
I was swept away 
When the choirs in your shiny eyes cast 
Little drops of water on everything 
O, Slayer of trickery! 
My shoulders hold more than a swarm of devils!. 
Whence came the Blight of the churning rivers? 
You spoke like a dragon 
My queen, my angel 
Scion of anguish, I cherish your anguish 
This is a promise and you are a dove 
I quit this grief with obsequies 
Snowfall beautifies humanity 
But charm is lost with enhanced design 
Bind my lips with the purest vine!