Saviour But A Fiend Poem by chew cheng yew
Saviour But A Fiend
My drowned body-
is hoisted up by the bare-
hands of her.
The phantom of delight-
moving her tongue until-
it almost touches my face.
'With affectionate liquid, you-
shall be summoned again with-
no incarnation.'She mouths to me.
The saliva of her bridges my soul back-
to my empty shield.
'Besottedness could be a fiend yet a saviour who-
saves us from the...
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