Anna III

Of all things to have existed
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she scattered…

Her eyes were marked with great hunger

The sweltering fierceness of sudden temptation

deepening with each passing glance

Each moment in which she would speak

Set fire to the congregation

As beneath our feet the earth crumbled

Though from the blackest corner of the room

Nestling was an appetite ever so carnal