Ant Smith

All poems

Love of sex

If you love sex
How can you not
Love death

Le petit mort, le petit mort

If you love death
How can you not
Love earth

Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt

If you love earth
How can you not
Love air

I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date

If you love air
How can you not
Love breath

Breath, breathe in the sky

If you love breath
How can you not
Love breasts

Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home

If you love breasts
How can you not
Love sex

Le petit mort, le petit mort

And if you love sex
How can you not
Love death?