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Ragged blue cuts through midni MaskRagged blue cuts through midnight black,three lines styled after the beast within.Cold amber, jaded and hard,bright eyes that burnyour very soul.A shapelessmouth; wordless and silent.Neither salvation nor mercy,only the damning silencefor the condemned.The left eye; underscoredwith a single triangulated tear,defiantly white.“An eye for an eye, but I don’t need to see,who needs eyes motherfucker I can feelyou bleed!”Bleed.Silent damnation in that amber glass,No mercy will fall from these lips.Bleed.No expression for this mask,Say something!Bleed.
Song of HealingDay to night, dark to light,Fall the sands of time.Let the years like the gearsOf a clock unwindIn your mind walk through timeBack to better days.Memories, like a dream,Wash your tears away.Like a star in the sky darkness can't reach you.Light the night, joy is light 'til the new dawn.---Cast away your old faceFull of gloom and spite.With this mask I will askTo borrow your light.
AngelsAngelsthey cry tears of joythey guard us from harmseraph fights for the almightyarchangels fight for earthangels are all around usthey cherish the world
WerewolfShe stares brokenly into the mirrorFeeling her skin stretch & her bones breakFeeling her mouth fill with bile & salivaFeeling her body startto shakeShe stares intot he mirror, tearsleaking from her eyes,Feeling her pulse quicken & herears move,Knowing that she shall be wild soonKnowing that she has something to proveShe stares at her reflectionFeeling disgust as she falls to her kneesFeeling only painFeeling only agony as her bones freezeShe stares without seeing at the floorFeeling her skin rip and tearLeaving her doubled on the groundThe only thing she can do is stareShe opens her mouth, her teethjagged and sharpShe lifts her head & lets out aScream. She feles only releaseAs she realises she is ree fromher drea. She stands the painis gone now, the beastWithin her soul is freeShe walks forward on strongnew furred legs and revelsin the fact that before her humanflee, she tenses her muscles &runs forward, feeling in the winddragging through her hairHer cl
PaganI want to be pagan.I want to love the earth like I am her daughter.I want to be free and untethered.I want to be able to worship whoeveror whatever I want.I want to love everything.I do not want that you should hate me.I do not want to be forced to be faithful.I do not want to have forced allegiance to your strict god.I do not want to be told I am going to hellor to heaven.I do not want to be judged.I love the trees and the ocean.I love everything that goddess earth has made.I love my family.I love my friends,and my enemies as well.I love the pagan earth.I want to be pagan.
One tear... dearly spent. (Act-I)I see their faces, they, the unloved ones, dry eyes, no smiles, just a stark and desperate gaze, bereaved of care, hope, love.Each little face gazing bleakly on through the fractured glass of a picture frame, but not at me...I lay it down, gently. For I'll find no comfort in it, only remnant shards of a forgotten memory, one soon to pass with me long into the halls of eternity.This the equal sum of all my years. One just memory, fare earned, bought at a fair price, one of ill deeds and a blackened soul.I feel pain, for myself, for this world, for the last time. Also fear, so real to me now, that he, this dark loathsome one, would leave me behind.Unwanted as unworthy, to remain here, a fool in purgatory.The cold now grips me as if embraced by it, just as a mother would an inconsolable child.I look into the deepest dark, and ask him. "What is Hell like?" He took no notice, and ask me for the time.But his question went unanswered, for the
Divination as a Means of Finding a Way Back 1. I say nothing I am thinking.For twelve years I have wantedto do exactly this, but suddenlypronouncing my own name calls upthe question of who it belongs toin the same breath LikeSolomon I was born a singerbut in the wrong key and mychords will not carry me, will notsummon the wolves to me onlypacks of hungry dogsstupid with domesticationbut nearly feral And likea hungry ghost I have learnednot to speak against thosewho will give me food 2. A sketch of myself. He says I must have been bornin the wrong culture, he says. I got a taste ofthe crackling heat here, heat to drive you crazy,and suddenly I open my wide arms forNew Orleans, find myself needing the wind fromthe Great Plains. Like a buffalo I have the spiritof the Sun and I carry it with me. I am a plantof burnt umber,
Mermaid SongI have tried to love you.But you have become little more than an evening in pale watercolors the shadow of Monet.I have decided to leave the lilies as they are.Perhaps in later years, with desperation, fearing the thinness of my thin limbs, the creaking of my spider fingers,I will go to wander those gardens again, hoping for the promise of Eden, clutching beads in my weary fist.For now, you are fleeting as mermaid song, brief as tall spires in pink and green beneath the sea I can never touch them.Our connection fades, a violet mirage disappearing within the swells.A wave breaks the silver froth wipes the sand clean and perfectly brown.
Transcendental Meditation.Your walrus came to mind, and so didher deathbed, with the rainbow over it.Green horses and stars come to mind.I felt a twitching in my face anddreamed up yoga poses. Backbendsand handstands make me feel great,but if I could just inject the thcstraight into my veins..One hundred percentbioavailabilitybaby.Your walrus came to mind and so did she,dancing in a pink tutu in a pink room,and in graveyards and penitentiaries.Studies on the brain show thata religious experience can be hadsimply by denying certain sensesfor long periods of time. Studieson the heart show that dysfunctiongrows like a tree, and that the morelights you string through everythingthe better the world will be. Studieson you show that I do not exist.
JesusJesus my saviour,Jesus my light,Keeps me going through the night,All his love that holds me tight,All through this special life.For fills my love,For fills my dreamsFor fills my ambitions & my needs.