Oh, my magnificent Vajrayogini!
Thank you for treating me roughly
You have trained me to build the cathedral of flame
And to pinion myself on its lonesome spires
You make love to me
Both violently and gently
Eroticizing the flaming canals of my body
Until my flesh sears with unbearable delight
You whisper sacred teachings to me
That sound like dirty words
Thus the mantra of “FUCK FUCK FUCK”
Must always be proclaimed
But most of all
You have rebirthed me
As love and lust incarnate
To treat my body as a flaming palace
That must be available to all
Who amongst you will walk my hallowed halls?
To seek out the secret entrance
To my pentagrammatical pelvis?
Or find the tetragrammaton
In my twinkling eyes?
To find the ten-syllable mantra
Wreathed around my scrotum?
Or the imperishable words of saints
Writ on the crystal betwixt my thighs?
Burning phallus, thou!
Skull and monk!
Indestructible Maiden arise
Let’s both get drunk!