Andre Masson-Untitled 1954
Andre Masson-Untitled 1954

Let me show you
The particular exhilaration
Associated with the ultimate
Annihilation of the self.
Yeah you know what I mean
I think you catch my drift
Just come down to me.

Perhaps at one point
We could have made love
Like the angels do:
Infusing essences,
Commingling intellects,
A profound and absolute
Identification never to be
Sundered or torn apart.
But that moment, alas,
Has long lost past.

Instead I will hold you
And look you in the eyes,
Hoping you glimpse
Something worthwhile.
But it’s not only words
That lie and mislead, looks
Can be very deceptive.
Maybe behind my
Oh-so doting gaze
You won’t see the hellfire
On a dimmer switch
Ready to ignite and rage,
That will consume us
In an orgy of lust.

Yes yes yes yes
Just let yourself get carried away
And scream out a yes and yes again,
In an agony of haste rip off my clothes
As I tear off yours so that I can sink
My teeth into your flawless skin,
Such perfection needs to be marked.
I so desperately long for your succour
But I am the kind that will always
Bite the hand that feeds,
So you better hold me down
Before I tie you up and tease
You with a merciless insolence,
Until we pass the event horizon
Of articulation, going beyond language;
(I am so tired of words,
Of their relentless, never ceasing,
Mediating presence.
Aren’t you?)
Till we just
Squeal and grunt,
Groan and sigh,
Ourselves finally annihilated.
For if we cannot be angels
We can regain, at least temporarily,
The immediacy of our long lost,
Pristine, animal being.

26 thoughts on “Annihilation

    1. You are funny. True Picasso is better, however Masson is connected to Georges Bataille and this poem has a certain Bataillean ring to it in its inverse negative mysticism and nihilism.


  1. Hello, Cake. This morning, the first thing after logging in I saw was your post on my WP reader page. I was in a hurry so decided to come back to your page during lunchtime and leave a comment because, your posts are generally full of information and I didn’t want to leave a generic comment like great post/well written/beautifully penned blah blah blah.
    Now here is my take, I think you’ve highlighted the raw animalistic passion that lies in all human beings (some admit and some are too shy to admit) in a very impressive way. You always have a way with words and it seems erotica is one genre you really like experimenting with (apart from your favourite art and noir cinema of course).
    Now I am switching to my annoying questions (I am sure, by now you know how ignorant I am when it comes to art) – The painting Andre Masson-Untitled 1954 and your poem reminded me of a story from the Greek mythology where Zeus (in the shape of a bull) steals Europa and makes wild love with her (or was it rape? I am not sure). Did the story inspire this painting? As usual, you are welcome to ignore my questions if you find them too baseless.

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    1. The painting is certainly inspired by the myth of pasiphae and the bull. My poem isn’t, at least not consciously, but when searching for an image that captured the colour of the poem this jumped out. Bulls and blazing hearts featured frequently in Masson’s art. He was connected to the writer, pornographer and philosopher Georges Bataille who I have written extensively about, and when I read the poem it seemed to have a certain ring of Bataille about it. I can send you links if you would like.

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    1. Thank you so kindly Miss Heart. Sometimes you have to hold back to make the eventual surrender sweeter. I think it is hard to avoid cynical calculation in eroticism, though if you scratch a cynic you get a bleeding romantic. Dionysus is definitely there, at least through Bataille and a kind of negative mysticism.

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