To Smell of Sin

I smell X . X ' X . X of other
people’s sin Of X . X ' X . X other peoples’ lies
which they tell Hidden beh X . Xind their eyes that Gasp open
in a moment of Sensuous joy that trickles Spurts and I pretend it
hurts I smell of other people’s lies Of what they go home to when What they
have here is real I sing to them and cradle heads in My arms as I rock them to Sleep As
I yell and scream In the truest ecstasy I writhe to their content I am their sin and
their Deceitful souls But I remain pure Because no scalding love has scarred
me And I am who you want to be But who you can’t quite touch
No matter how you put and laugh giggle You cannot
Will not Be me