Carnal Terrorism Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

Carnal Terrorism



When one just learned
how to make a real good Mojito
one experiences bliss
in small sips and discovers
godlike feelings of elation.

In that moment becoming
in small portions a spiritual hostage
overdosing on Paradise.

My own craving fills me with horror,

says Phaedra to Hippolitus
adding in self-prophecy,

I turn against myself
to safeguard my self against
my sexual gourmandism.

Falling at his feet,
she confesses,

Observe a woman depraved
in the darkest of sinister love.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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