the devil has two heads

both are electric and boiling

mechanical, with some kind of wicked ability

the head on the left is female

although nothing about her is soft

she wails for the blue-black air,

a forgotten memory

burnt and lost forever

the other face is a man's

how sinfully wonderful he sings

you can feel how wrong it is

but he whispers in your ear

tells you to be still

kisses your shoulder

you cannot help but say yes,

don't make it hurt