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The time has come to tell tales of the dead.
Strictly speaking, terror is rational

fear, fear of what is known; horror, instead,
is fear of all that is irrational.

The night versus the day. Dionysus
versus Apollo. But the erotic

world has no such separations; lewdness
is just what we make it. I know the sick

art to make you flood; the soft seduction.
A slick, sultry mouthful; these are queer tastes.

Do you care? Day or night? Crude or sublime?
Rational? Irrational? Moon or sun?

Living or dead? When your dam bursts
I will drown, going down for the third time.