why would I want to rip holes in your skin like red lace
why would I want to touch your brain
to hold it in my hands and say, finally you're here, my love
why would I want to gulp down your solitude like raw flesh
why would I seek god to pull his fingernails out one by one
why would I want to caress your eyelashes
to make certain that I'm having sexual contact with an angel
why do I talk like a fallen lost woman under the streetlights?