Hey you gender nectar sifting
Through the grain of gold
Tripping at your door
Is that you
Alpha in her blood
And when the woman lies
You don’t believe her
Rolling and unrolling
Coiling, emerging
Running free
Running through
The underworld
Into your room
Is he real or a ghost-lie
She feels she isn’t heard
And the veil tears and rages
Till her voices are remembered
And his secrets can be told