The stains she left
were not in your bed
it was the spear she left in your head
turning you against
[so cruelly against]
《your own blood》
She is manipulating you,
Dear brother,
milking your sympathy
with
[alligator tears]
There is no depth | there is no surface
Don’t throw your life preserver
don’t chastise me for
your own blindness
I do not belong to her as you do
I’ve rid myself of Medusa’s spell
& I have never been stone
that’s her specialty
inside her reptilian mind
Death rolls & throes
twisting eternally
make love to the image
she projects
fucking Oedipus complex
You’re her casualty
–LM