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