Porneia

Servant, you’ve lied enough
broken mirror
death valley apartment
mirror principle
what am I without the universe
what did I come from
independence, finally
oiled naked slithering union
grieving like pigeons
in a setting of mutual support
one who lies with; a bed-mate
puer delicatus
non dico pueris, sed his pilosis
crippled crow
the woman in the moon