Drenched in the perfume of hell
   impasto of burning oils
   forming continents on my outstretched naked body,
   erupting
   crimson
   stains of shame
   stains of shame
  
   Limbs that leave their Nests of Red
   to spin the reels of pain
   attach the nails and electrodes
  
   and spin the reels again
  
   Retreating hunger running through the years
   carries the scorn on skeleton wings
  
   Storm me thou with the sharpened claw
   swift hammer nails that pierce the shoulder of time
   behind the sunset, with movement regained
  
   For there lie shadows even farther from the light
  
   I run devoid of motion
   devoid of name
   attach the nails and electrodes
  
   black moratorium, haven of refuge ...