Amongst Women Only - Momus

And when she left me I felt no jealousy

For company I had this fantasy

I imagined her without me in ecstasy

Alone or amongst women only

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself

She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her

She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her

Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

For my clumsy butter fingers she abandoned me

And all my brutal masculinity

Now I like to think of her forgetting me utterly

Abandoning herself much more skillfully

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself

She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her

She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her

Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

Torn away from Kansas like some Dorothy

In a Wizard of Oz become pornography

Maybe she’ll land on Lesbos and discover Sapphic tendencies

In harems full of Eastern promiscuity

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself

She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her

She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her

Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

«I could go on for hours … "

And when she left me I felt no jealousy

For company I had this fantasy

I imagined her without me in ecstasy

Alone or amongst women only