The wind is a tongue on the desert sand

Excavate my desire

Perilous, forbidden land

Swallowed by the gyre

Breath of broken blades blown from the

Belly of my buried burden,

Broken, buried, darkness married,

Charon ferried, ever certain

Excavate, reanimate

The mummified and maimed remains

Let resin melt and stone ablate-

Saliva on the crystal grains

Come you, carry, light and airy

Touches o'er the coarse and hairy

Carapace of concupiscence,

Instigate love's recrudescence

Yawn and rise, I take to maunder

Don disguise, my ache to launder

Lumber, undead, roam and blunder

Plunder unread tome and slumber