Imagination

Every second, every minute, every single thought about you Wonders of this still could be too good to be true Fluttering in my heart, palpitations go amiss I yearn for the touch of your skin, and I constantly crave your kiss I close my eyes and astral-plane to where your essence guides my way I follow the little sparkling lights, magically showing the pagans the ray Tinkerbell, pixie dust, sharing homes with the faeries and fae Omitting color in your darkened life - come what may I'll say it straight - I don't have a filter, & won't candy coat anything at all The universal energies electrifies my fingertips across your warm skin Indulging and immersing myself - drowning in witchcraft & pleasured sin I'm a Grey and I'll straighten the pieces of life responsible for polarity I'll forever walk the left-hand wizardry path - practicing all severity Harnessing the elements to abide my demands and listen to my orders And never forget to call the spirits, guardians, watchtowers, & quarters Saturating the orgasmic Magick that humanity can't seem to fathom yet Masterfully evoking and invoking the dæmons trapped that we can get Shadow work - cross-examining myself without the walls of a court North, East, South, and West - spirits surround me w/ power, tall & short Anxiously waiting every day - morning until the night all around you fall Inside your head the voices confuse, annoy, direct, boss, use, & call Always trying to pull you off task - they're threatened by your spirit And the Old Gods will deny, deny, and become angry - they won't hear it Any monkey wrench thrown into their careful meticulous plans frustrates As their mood switches up, time ticks when they find a reason to hate It fizzles out - unless you piss one off that's extremely fond of lust & rape Gag yourself, close your eyes, don't tense up your body & take it inside Nothing from that moment will ever REALLY be accurately transcribed Sometimes you have to take the loss and live without the piece he took A paranoid schizophrenic, manically bipolar, sadist/masochist - look Follow the gleaming sharpened blade with your eyes in the pitch dark Watch the blinding moonlight - your weapon shimmering at the park If you'd awoken one day with the ability to speak every animal's voice Telepathically confident while initiating this first demonology choice Solo practitioner - I stay in my own lane for the criminally insane Planting razor blades in every single bowling lane Shrapnel of razor blades fly and fall all around the people's bowl shoes While the pussies and posers watch in horror as chaos erupts & bruise Hunched over my witchy cauldron at my hermit house covered in fog Out of the corner of my eye crocodiles & gators emerge from the bog Hungry and insane, feral, brave, courageous and cocky cuz they're big It's ironically hilarious how when men who are hung act like pussy pigs The word 'humble' doesn't exist on their frequency forest of tree figs Or in the waking world of those struggling to lift the veil of knowledge But most wait too long and then miss the sailing boat crossing a bridge The snowy, snowflake, tropical, private islands that exist in our seas Closing my eyes and inhaling the salty waters and the beachy breeze Imma meditate on the life I wish, I need, I want, I crave, and I yearn The tissue tucked inside my heart begins to cramp and burn The fact we need each other for something we're to accomplish this life Family, Gypsy's, Unbreakable Connection, Chemistry, & Lessons I'll guide you slowly, patiently, lovingly, happily, to where you'll be my wife The Solstice, Autumn Samhain - and cuddling and kissing you every Yule When you're bound to me happily - you'll never be at the level of fools Upgrading our software, processor, memory, RAM, and speed Soaking and spilling tears, sweat, emotion, intent, and both of us bleed Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and reach out entrusting all of me Let me take you on my spinning divination wheel, chakras, and Eden tree Mixing, matching, mastering, making-out with me Astrology, physics, formulæ, philanthropist, mathematician, my wizardry Solomon, John Dee, Edward Kelley, MacMathers, and black as Crowley. The magical systems generations and sacred wisdom - Occult, Ouija This planet and this reality that humanity seems to be fixed upon to It slowly kills and sickens from deep in the depths harvested within you What you want, dream, wish, meditate, chant, or practice enlightens you Double the portals, the Magick, the visions, the supernatural - you'll see Skyclad among the forests, wide-eyed, powerful, and overwhelming free