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The Witch
Behold! A gaping black- Curtains of a heaven, drawn Set adrift Across the wilt of the zodiac! An’ so, she emerged An’ madness dreamt into reality A bow, to tether- Then glide down humanity Every heart string, to vibrate an’ tear- Tooth to be pulled, an’ so strung As white pearls, be hung Upon her divinity Distant, at first… A shimmer, buried Deep within the night Prism of unseen color To refract, an’ spill its beauty Far beyond the reach of light Then Down, Drifting down, With eyes full of curses Lifeless, As religious verses Lifeless, As the stillborn- Cradled, cold an’ rigid- Trailed, By ever flowing black hearses An’ as every angel retreats from the fight She hung unholy, upon their sky An’ crucified the light An’ so every heart coiled An’ every prayer despoiled- In her wingless flight, from a heaven soiled Worldly mean, to crumble an’ crawl As kingdoms fall, into the tilting sky Where all cauldrons boil Only devils’ toil, To curse… An’ so chain every wrist- Shepard in, an astral tryst Wed coming calamity Upon the palm of blasphemy To close –an’ crush, the heroes of bliss A lucid Y-cut, to pull an’ open up Sever, the strings of destiny In an event horizon – swallow all of reality Every atom, split an’ drawn – Within An’ inescapable gravity Her fierce hunger… Tearing it all, asunder With a celestial lust Bedding every elder star- our clouds, Forced upon their back The skies white thighs To pull apart, open an’ crack -birthing, Every sun, black Nothing… Left But, to turn through thought A brim, yet to mull – Unstill, until, the delusion of certainty Sings back, With such a blissful lull… To unseat the soul From this prison, Entombment of its fleshly hull… From the delusion- The irony, Of a meaningful mortality, Weighed in eternity An so she descends… Shimmering, pale skin –such beauty Body, draped in gossamer gown Head, crowned in butterflies- Descending, upside down An’ so she stepped –nameless, between eternity To dance with our yearning hearts, drowned in flame- As the sole entity, who bore witness To the birth of every star, in this reality Behold! The daughter of entropy Upon wax wounded throne Ever rising An’ embracing Seating the eternal all-mother of rebirth an’ rot An end, to save us from eternity Deliver us- From unending torments lot For… As above, so below- It’s all a tied knot Her, her love- In a fait accompli, Never remembered Yet, never forgot So, come to know entropy Yet, let its mystery be- For there is only us, Mere illusions, of you and me… All bound, By an energy That lives eternally So, dance with her shadow An’ sway almighty- As the living chaos Within an exploding galaxy! Know, the witch, the shadow, the woods- As both, friend and enemy- Death, true human nature The collective unconscious –for as them, as is me As above, so below- All a tied knot, Never remembered Yet, never forgot So, un-darken your woods And alight! Set your delusions free- Dream, yet nothing to be… For, true peace is to know The witch, the shadow and the enemy- For she is the only one Who would never bend the knee To the only living gods- The holy and unholy Forest of man, deemed humanity
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