Tag: occult
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Orb of Maybes
To love and suffer, to suffer another, is embarrassing awfully I wouldn’t permit it normally but I am bit; the romance of Paris Makes my heart Her garret; Her sweet nothings mine parrots Where it leads; the lesson dawns: the tale in telling grows awesomely Awaiting first frost’s thaw, in awe of glassy, classy, crystalline…
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Wisdom from the Risen
Typing up my antitypes, hidden gospels behind the light Bound angels in rapid flight, ready for the final fight Wings of fire outspread golden flecked the night In the fumes of drug induced fugues drawing down the moon Asking it for boons, the skills of illusions that rude minds deluge Three days without news, cage…
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SOFIANNA
Signs of violent times Lines of hopeless people seeking the divine The wicked triumphal, committing violent crimes The blood, the blood, the veins, the vines Rusted windvanes spin when the dim King arrives Prideful by dint of dim gold Thriving by dint of thinned tribe Thinner and thinner as if they refused dinner In these…