His head carried in the hands of madness
Pose for Rodin like scarves of silk
Purple scarves in the slave market
Destiny is always a trade
Recital of the tragic marble poet
Oscar Wilde on the borders of Bordeaux
Razors and barbwire
Her alabaster neck in the moonlight
One last time her fire rings the bell
I must bleed
She looks at my docile being
Her breath in my mind
Baudelaire deep in subspace
Leather lessons of the suffering poet
Velvet mossy forests
My Muse of the red edge moans
Into a world of leashes and chains
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