Dies Insanire

As darkness seeps out to play
The blind twin gods forgotten
Whisper through the cracks of mind
Of the flesh bereaved and rotten

Smear each thread of dream with bile
Blessing cheeks with sadness
Bringing forth all that is wicked and vile
Until all that is left is madness

The serpent coiled ‘round twisted spine
Retreats down to the roots
The poisoned cup that should be wine
fermented forbidden fruits

It screams as it falls, It who once was man
As rot reaps muscle and bone
An outstretched desperate bony hand
In the end it dies alone

She sang to me (and told me no)

She sang to me
My sister Death
Of life and loss and sorrow
Her words bittersweet
My sister Death
Of a place with no memory or ´morrow

sister

She spoke to me
my sister Death
whispered of dust and lace
Traced my scabs
My sister Death
And kissed my broken face
sister2

She told me no
My sister Death
And brought me to the floor
And I cried out to
My sister Death
As I could bear no more

sister3

Walking with Mind

 

As I walk a way
My mind trails my shadow

Buzzes around
sneaking in and out

tugging at my concentration
beating down my soul

Hey, it calls
Hey, it nags
Listen, I know what you are trying to do

It won’t work you know
It WONT WORK

Are you listening to me?

HEEEEYYYY

As I walk on and walk a Way
I leave behind…

For a while

A while of empty silence and then silence and then…

Hey, wait up
Why did you leave me there?
you shouldn’t have

I walk on and walk a way and think of water and stone and circles

and mind is lost in the rain

and mind is watching the stones in the water

and mind is lost in the joy of the circle

I walk a Way and mind is lost

Silence

Silence

Singing

And then…

Mind breaks in – rushes in

filling me with image after image after image

YOU LEFT ME AGAIN

Mind rage is my rage and jaws clench

and fists harden and

I am no longer walking a way but towards

towards in anger

towards in unrest

Mind is happy to be mind and fist is fist is red mist…

and then…

Water and Stone and Circle are all known to mind

And so…

Word

Word dropped
word whispered
word washed and repeated

Words in circles in spirals in water and in stone
Mind in words running and playing and finally loses itself

I walk a Way and silence and word speak

And so

A touch at my shoulder a warmth by my side
I walk a Way and the path is suddenly open

The Way – A way – a Way – away

I walk in silence and word

a way

The Ogre

An ogre may be fair in appearance
and give chaste replies whenever asked
but a faint scent ever of death and decay
to the keen mind always a cause of dismay
Its bosom may be lavishly ripe and full
luring the mind as do red to a bull
but as you grapple and grope foolishly brave
the flesh will be as if fresh from a grave

I myself was caught in a trance
invited to partake in a terrible dance
as night was aflame and my cheeks did burn
I was taken aback as the mark of the worm
appeared on her brow ever so clearly
as she closed to devour me ever so dearly

2001