My Burie Child

	My Buried Child

	My frozen empty violent mind caressed the hidden hair
	That shines with liquid lust I left behind
	Your body stained with ruined eyes
	I cut the skin
	Concealed the crimes
	With liquid hate I left inside
	And loneliness is buried here
	In rotting holes beneath your fear
	Your agony
	Your twisted struggle
	Two bodies sink in meat-blood strangled
	The smell of death
	Your tortured gash
	Enfold me in your mother's arms
	Now hold me in your mother's arms