Canaan

Sperm Like Honey

Canaan


Last night I lost control 
Last night I lost control 
Dreamt of dying 
Died a thousand times. 

So many different deaths 
Smiling at me Caressing me Promising delight 

Last night I lost control 
Thought my shells were strong enough. 

So many different deaths 
Making love to me, 
Sucking me, 
granting delight. 

And my sperm becomes like honey 
dripping from distance, 
blessing the earth, sweet as a new womb. 

Death is gone, life is gone, the shells reform::.