Purgatorio XXV The Poison of Venus

Guide me, Virgil

Past the rotted chasm

Throw me on my dirty knees

And drag me

Now

the sun has left the circle of midday

Let me hang upside down

from the mouldy stairwell

and watch his thirsty veins shrivel

as his flesh separates from his soul

virum non cognosco

sing it so softly, Gabriel

so his ears melt

so I can make loud my lechery