hey you gender nectar sitting through the grain of gold
tripping at your door is that you, alpha in her blood
and when the woman lies you don't believe her
rolling and unrolling coiling emerging running free
running through the underworld into your room

is he real or a ghost-lie she feels she isn't heard
and the veil tears and rages till her voices are
remembered and his secrets can be told

hey you gender nectar crystalline from the vine
you know you'll drink her rolling and unrolling
coiling emerging running free running through
the afterworld into your room so she prays
for a prankster and lust in the marriage bed
and he waits till she can give and he
waits and he waits