i came back into the theater with my bag
foreskin scraped clean from my tingling body

yet the relentless way vision attests to worry
to scream at the useless domestic

the full range of wishes, dreams, lies
the locals were disgusted

we may find the desire to consume flesh
the bedroom is an irradically ringing telephone

thighs dank, blurred birth, promising pleasure
gnawed on his shanks and thighs

a new faculty of reason, a noplace
until i receive a glorious stiff one

penal, academic, and medical a plot of substituted corpses
just to get a better look at another's body