God said, "I made a man
Out of clay—
But so bright he, he spun
Himself to brightest Day
In my desire to be Nude
I clothed myself in fire: —
Burned down my walls, my roof,
Burned all these down.
Leaned in my eyes and loved me.
Leaned in my throat and spoke.
Dared my grovelling bloodscape,
It to a dazzeling diamond made.
It is what I never said,
What I'll always sing—
It's not found in days,
It's what always begins
Nobody yet knows who I am,
Nor myself may;
Nor yet what I deal,
Nor yet where I lead.
I will break God's seamless skull,
And I will break His kissless mouth,
O, I'll break out of His faultless shell
And fall me upon Eve's gold mouth.
Between God's eyelashes I look at you,
Contend with the Lord to love you,
In this house without death I break His skull
I ache, I ache to love you.
When the world shall come to its end
On the world's last Love I'll stand.
O God will try to push me down but I
With all my force will push Him back.