desire me not
undesirable am i
pull me like a string
an end
i have none
desire me not
pain of the needle
piercing am i
blood drips from my
mind and
stains are all over the
the clothes of my body
naked
and tattooed and
threatening to the senses
of what is true
i am spun from lies
and lies you said
you abhor
savor me not for i am
an herb bitter
lick me not for i am a plant
all made of thorns
and sap
that blinds the eye
of those who pretend
seeing me
like sun am i
burning burning itself
to give
you light and
be not confident
i also know how
to scorch for torch
am i
burning what says
to be dry
desire me not
for at the end
i know the answer to
the riddle of the
Sphinx
the world crumples
before my feet
and then desire me
not
for without a word
shall i be gone
love me not
for i am lost in the woods
of love
and lust.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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