Waif and Pardoner Two babels in arms. I, Shiva, in her winds, Twitch like a cur-tongue. The last twitch, flickers Of desire. The trysts and turns. The burden of the body bodes Of sin new and vain tangle; Of sole trades for slave salve. A Medean archetypecaste Combing a serpent's coils, Six slit cysts On its wrists, Finds fractured footholds And climbs up my spine. Kick ensnared Grown from gravedirt. A deimondess. Flips faces like a coin. Umbillically wound wound-wise. Noosed, lowered then loosed. Waxed and waning, a lunatic skull. Syllables of name Drop like stones From the mouth. Waxed and waning, a lunatic skull. Its tidal pulls of uterine brine. Kalipha Kaligulant: A man's true blood. Sixual Demiurge. God in four letters. God in four letters.