THE INCUBUS

FROM WITHIN MY BRUTAL DREAMSCAPE

THE INCUBUS TAKES CONTROL,

HIS SOMBER GAZE INFLICTS MY HEART...

HIS COUNTENANCE TAKES IT'S TOLL -

FOR ONCE YOU'VE DROWNED WITHIN THOSE EYES OF HIS...

EYES LIKE BURNING COALS,

THEIR MEMORY WILL HAUNT YOU...TEMPT, RAPE, AND TAUNT YOU...

AND TORMENT YOUR IMMORTAL SOUL!

THIS RIVETING INTERGRATION

OF ARCTIC DEATH AND HEATED DESIRE,

BURNS COLDER THAN ANY BLIZZARD

AND BLOWS HOTTER THAN ANY HELL FIRE -

HIS TORRID AURA BATHES US

AS HIS JUBILANT SUFFERINGS INSPIRE,

HE'S THE  PASSIVE ASSAILANT...THE WILLING VICTIM...

HE IS THE CONQUERED SURVIVOR.

THIS ARCHAIC NEWBORN...

THIS PEDAGOGUE OF INNOCENT CORRUPTION,

THIS ALGID INFERNO TRAPPED

WITHIN A FLESH ENSHROUDED CONSTRUCTION -

THIS ANDROGYNOUS SYMBOL

OF BOTH DEPRESSION AND AGGRESSIVE SEDUCTION,

IS AN INTIMATE PORTRAYAL OF PAIN...

AND OF A GENERATION'S SELF DESTRUCTION.

© APRIL 1995 By Menes

-FOR STEVE-

WHO IS FAR TOO DAMNED BEAUTIFUL