Feverish
Feverish waded through
The drifting sands
Saw one hundred dreamers
Watching their hands
Curtailed illusion's veil
To lock gaze
With the beast we hail
I died
and died and died and died
When I stopped to cry
He showed me the secret
Of the bare canvass
And the jail cells
That lock from the inside
He laughed at the tears I shed
Bathed in the life I bled
Witch's Dream
For us
There are no accidents
Decide
Intend
Release
Spite the fear
Gripping the gut
Anguish of expectation
Horror of obsession
And addiction
Vapors rise
Out the stirred cauldron
Of intent
The perceptive quality
Is your reality
Mine is the energy
Slipping down the seam
Between space and time
And the witch's dream
Knowledge consumed
Serpent devours its tail
In the vortex
Lies the grail
The pain comes
Chilled and frail
Welcomed passion lust
To take the seed
Touch the one
That needs you
Bite the hand
That feeds you
There is no doubt
When you bridge
The emptiness
Open to caress
All there
Waiting for the one
Spoken word
To do the deed
Will and Desire
In my mind
I see her dance
Into the fire
Incanting for power,
Chant, twirl,
Burn incensed sage,
Scoff at duality
Universe her stage.
She laughs,
"We're all the same
Yet the devil wants your name."
She spins and laughs.
Energy radiates.
Environment rushes
To meet her in step.
Without pity or mercy,
In great union of
Will and desire,
Undaunted dances through the fire.
Her Jesus hangs from a cross
Wearing a crown of thorns and bleeds.
Bloated with compassion
Her Buddha sits entranced
Meditating on her dance.
She lights his head.
Prays and takes
A few more steps.
"Not too tight,
Not too loose"
She grins,
Flashes the sign of
The beast.
As she spins
Becomes the fire
In the intercourse of
Will and desire.
Divine Grace
It was Divine Grace
in which I bathed
and forsaken
Even now as my senses leave me
today that the Holiest has revisited
the comfort I sought
glimpsed yet never grasped
Earthly portals are not for them
who know
the efficacy of domination
And as the sun flared
it was the earth that shook
Holy Water sprinkled in droplets
upon my brow
I should have begged your forgiveness
yet was too weak to lose
What I seek I may never have
but the call is strong
magnetizing me to my journey
There was little comfort waiting
inside the peace without justice
It was the truth I wanted to know
the power of shed illusion
the spirit within
to go
And as she blew
the embers glowed
and fire sprang from the ashes
