She Who Is All That Is.
The Divine Mother wraps her children
in her veil of hair. The
sweet giggle of universes exploding
with a newborn's
ecstatic wail. Surprise and sorrow.
The trembling lasciviousness
kiss writhes under her smile.
When she winks, every whore
awakes a virgin
A simple twitch of her mouth
and virgins die with their beloved's kiss.