I eat the flesh of animals
I drink fermented grapes

I lust for flesh of fruits, of men
I hunger for their taste

I drown my sorrow in my work
I do whatever it takes

Scheherazade who spoke to live
shares in my sordid Fate

A tongue to tell the tale
won’t serve the words I weave

I write to make my thoughts come true
Until this world I leave

I dance a thousand dances
I tell a thousand lies

I weave the web so thin
I dance until I spin

I smoke the leaves of plants
I dance this mortal dance

Tongues caress the pills
While away my ills

I huff the dust into my nose
I hover at my grave

Take me out to play
For I could die today

I bury myself alive
I die whenever I write

I dance a thousand dances 
I live a thousand lives

Words carry me in their wake 
combine my wicked vices

Copyright © 2002-2003 Jamie Joy Gatto. All Rights Reserved. May not be re-printed in any form without express written consent of the author. Do not copy or post.

She has authored the poetry book, Unveiling Venus, the eBook, Suddenly Sexy, the forthcoming Strictly Bi and in hardback, Sex Noir (Circlet 2002). "Gatto's tales range from sexy to harrowing, from tragic to optimistic, and from hardcore to sugary sweet-- sometimes all within the same story." ~ AVN Click on the book to learn more about Jamie Joy Gatto's collection of dark & often tragic erotica, Sex Noir.