Rhythms of Vision

Maus
The earth
Is the fire
And lust
Is the life
No stopping it
Now
Your love
For the knife
She knows
The
Hard well
And making
It
Twitch
Just waiting
To open
Her sacred stitch
On the night
Of the moon
The rites
Of the witch
Odysseys near
Youve lost
To the *****
Rhythms of vision
Tear
At your mind
The evil
You feel
Feels
So more
Than kind