Blistered cage - come inside -
Oh, come…come…frightened and ashen,
     Won’t you come?
The gate’s locked but you have the key
     (it’s melting in this heat);
I’m waiting inside, in the flames,
Your paranoid tormentor chained,
Blistered, bleeding, reveling in the pain.
This is your Keep, your thorny field,
The crash of the waves against sand…

The bars of solitude enclose me - I’m a beast
Snarling and growling, panicking in the fire,
It licks around me
     (like your lips)
And I’m drowning, drowning…floundering,
Going down on my knees, hands clasped
Around the iron, smelting, fused and needy,
Trapped in this blistered cage…
You’re frightened and ashen,
Losing the key, melting in the heat,