Like a Real Flame

I want the hole in my ear to be quiet

And inside the hole in my ear to be quiet

And I want it to tell me what to do

Or I will go to my lover’s mouth

And say oh my quiet

I am coming

And tell the quiet how its kingdom should be made

Though the quiet has already eaten me

Because the quiet loves me

But does the lover love me

And why must the quiet be so quiet

And why can’t the quiet have a cock

And where is its violet mouth

Its ten fingers with which to fix me

And where is its belly breathing

And O I want to be fixed

But I am already fixed

Why don’t I feel it