She spits a vernacular of sordid contingency into my mouth
Such wiley precision, this cobra is a seducer
Medusa and I reduce her venomous expulsion to ignorance with
A mere slip of the tongue I am forked with indecision
Oh, serpent of the equivocal shed your skin
An animal in chains, I am forbidden to sever these ties
This struggling, restrained beast pains the seducer
Medusa and I elude her venomous expulsions without effort
Shed your skin and behold these vibrations
Like an animal in chains