Suddenly the beast leaps out of my man.
I see molars, I see deep down inside
his mouth. I see his tongue.
His jaws hang loose.
He curses me.
His eyes double in size,
they have no lids.
I don't know the wolf in the bed.
No, I will not argue with it.
I will not engage with madness.
My darling is buried alive inside
this howling thing.
this howling thing.
My gentle music lover cannot get out,
cannot give me his hand.
So I will bite down on my tongue
before it can spit,
my teeth will drop down
to form a cage around my tongue,
I will bite down hard until
my blood is everywhere.
