Imp Of The Perverse

Teacher:

Death by a visitation from God

Death by a visitation from God

Student:

I am shadow

Teacher:

Things material and spiritual

Student:

Maternal

Teacher:

Can be heavy

Student:

Suffocating

Teacher:

There are seven iron lamps

Which illumine our senses

Student:

Seven knives

Teacher:

Seven iron lamps to illumine our senses

And seven bells to celebrate the resurrection

Student:

Two marble balls in a sack

One long and slender candle

One mouth

Two reckonings

Consternation and treachery

Teacher:

Are you listening

Are you listening to me

Are you paying attention to me

Student:

I am shadow

Teacher:

Seven iron lamps

Seven oboes

Two small balls

And one tiny candle

Student:

Tiny candle

Teacher:

One pathetic flame

Embers dying

Student:

Dying

Teacher:

Five creatures from the monolith

Seven whispers from the catacombs

Five and seven numbing mumbling speeches

Are you listening

Student:

I am drawn to do what I should not

Teacher:

Guilty, guilty, guilty guilty

No, no, never never no

Seven mornings

Thirteen moons

Five wolves

One silk spread morning

Seven bells for seven senses

Each one lusting lusting

Student:

Guiltily

Teacher:

Two milk fed glands ripe and red tipped

Are you listening my little mouse

Each sense ripped from its bodice

Each gland primed to its overflow

Do you hear me my little mouse man

Do you hear me little cock

Student:

Semen

Teacher:

Are you listening

My little tumescence smear

Student:

Ligeia

I stand on the edge and am drawn to it

Guilt

I am shadow