domaine

Talk you now woman
Or behead yourself with your words
For thy enchantment is twisting my heart
And raising my pulse
And vanquishing my patience

Talk you now woman
And tell me why shall I not betray thee
And remain with thee till time come for supper no more
Or why I ought worship thy sacred sanctuary
And hug that big fat flesh of yours
And kiss your daily bosoms
And undo with mastery thy corset

Talk now fast you woman
Or behead yourself with your words
Tell me now what I must hear to calm the elk of its life
And burst forth from the ground its vegetables
And dig for grapes with my raw fingers
And step on them with my blistered feet
And make wedding wine from them

Talk now you woman
And say “yes” to me now
Or behead yourself with your words!

RC