English poem
Love The Destroyer
by Benjamin De Casseres (1873–1945)
I reject Love-- Love and its sibillant, low-murmured lies, sweet sting of fair bodies, old meat of old Death. The boom of the red sea of lust rings dull in my ear--I have seen the waves go over many; dead, dead forever they lie in the steaming hot currents that bubble up from the mud-beds.
I reject Love-- Love that has strewn millions of Me along the path I upclomb, shredded my flesh with its claws and burnt out my brains in its long searing clutch. Through that ageless black night, with my earth-itch fair full upon me, once my Eye was stabbed by a bolt from the fulgurant Light and my soul pined away from its love and grew strong in its terrible Nay.
I reject Love-- Love that accouched every star in the blue, that with knout of Desire sends the young worlds grunting round and round the senescent, suns. I hear swash and lave of the unimagined fulgurant Light, burning sure and serene at the Axis of things--soft swash and soft lave wrought in the great Mnemonic Cell-Soul of me!