“I awake alone”

I awake alone on my birthday, always alone, I’ll end up alone

The sound of the clamour of mockery, my strength today

Drawn from freaks’ craft, beastiality-bisexual-paedophile

Pointed at you, G, my heart. There’s nothing to do

Or say or react to, but an effortless state in which

I draw the dagger, you G, into my eyes, the play of my lips

G, dagger in my heart, excalibur, thou art