Take a bite:
So fluffy light; so sweet to taste.
What a waste of complexity,
Of potential aural ecstasy, to chew on
Words that merely melt, belie the woven
Celtic knot, shot through with heartbeat threads,
Skein of scarlet, dripping red, upon which
Beauty makes its bed.
Pull, and watch the world unravel:
Hear your thoughts dissolve in Babel-mutterings,
Cut the strings and dance your dance. Life is
Chance, and you have missed it;
A lustful mouth, and I have kissed it.