Marrying Depravity

What induced me into
marrying his depravity-
his lust for shapes,
his wantonness,
that appetite for words,
and that need for forgetting?

He is revered
by lambs and wolves
for he is the agile tiger,
he is life
and its rawness;
he is the bone by the bank.

I asked him about the moon
and he turned to his glass,
"Gold", he said,
"I want to forget."