#6
damn it (hungering)
is there any end, to…
Whose bad dreams are these?
when far worse is bought?
Suns call, reach from the abyss
pierce, penetrate, and caress
He climbed the pole, ascended
with strong embraces and stronger lift and pull
unkempt and savage, with sweet tooth
nearly out of view, almost in the cloud
#7
a bird wails across the dream
the Moon is a gaping hole
we are a water molecule in a thunderstorm
lightning is the daughter
and the finale
“I cannot sing and know no stories.”
Added for the centaur or Minotaur
& what could not appear
Three innocent eyes,
the resurrection unseen
You cannot
Disengaged lost in space
Insomnia until the spade is lifted high above head
Rugged spreading form, unfoldable houseplant
And eye have and the glimmer of a prism when her makeup was smEaring on the dagger
The residue of Atrocity. Blinking in the long cold morning. Many mistakes in the promise and void.
Bipedal
As soon as he came down to what happened, murmuring
Weave, braid
Into a rope of aligning
The fur finds its way out eventually.
"...in a perfect creation, nothing created was ever intended to disappear."
Hiding in a line
In the radiance of the fresh snow
to the North
Interregna, sagitta, "I follow you, to the fossils, wherever you can go, I will walk..." said the burning sheet of paper
Owls in the bell tower,
Owls in the bells,
lose the ways to the past, trying to get through, in ashes since
Before reaching the hearth
Anima
Bricoleur and arcanum
The nymph fairy pining
Away into the rock wall of a cave, cursed by a jealous animal and disappointed by her love for the mirror.
Pines to skin and bone... The blood vanishes into the air, from veins...the voice remains
Flesh and tree are turned to stone.
which sweeps in all directions down the slopes
The scree
Primeval
#8
In Winter light, they made
No jokes about him, not even about his death
Above the crashing
Of stone and metal (lightning!)
"Get out of here
All the way!" she screamed
there is was or goes or will go eventually
bones beneath the dirt, the underground
the underground
who did that?
I did it my self.
did you Do that your self?
Yes I did it my self
Obsidian pointing, quoted, she brought the candles from the box, placing them upon the altar with eyes wide
initiate holes in the veil, get that medicine
on a Sabbath or secretly, in spells and incantations, nothing but the skull to protect them
Taken on the journey until lost in the blur, the forthright burden carried
she had been captive, suddenly feathered, after the jump many jewels and all of them pleased to see her, to stand beside her, for the hull was full,
"Kept under the table, why do you walk that way?" unseen through the smoke
"Naughty is necessarily naked?"
"I will be ancient!
I will be ancient!
I will be ancient!"
"Hold all prayers away from him!"
& then he was hurt
a black snake in the wound
upon the brown soil
the serpent a bowl inverted
omega finally
they all became sick to death
the longarm and the deep cut, clearcut
attempting to please, please with honey and berries
all over the television while she looked at him, "that way, that close to it"
her hands covered with feathers
cascade crystalline as it fell from the cliff or canyon on high
That thin, that wild mercury sound. It's metallic and bright gold.
psychedelic, kaleidoscopic, hallucinatory masterpiece. with a single master, authentic
"This is calamity."
They were telling them about everything
"Can you recognize this or not?"
With the spine and the heart there
Her voice at the festival, "Appreciate all the liberty."
