in question she never forsakes ignorance
                              though finding the pain of creation vast
                              the wet trickle of reality on her flesh
                              overwhelmed by the storm of dibelief
                              intoxicated with the perfume of misery
                              she is plagued by soothing affliction
                              in the knowledge of the temple of ice
                              she is a beast of pleasure
                              and a wife of a lie



                              copyright 1993