At-one-ment (4 20Eighteen)

En the year of the Heretic* En the year of Ganga’s Descent En the year of the Wolf-Skin At-one-ment beckons So, Keep still! Keep still And you are bound 2 feel (At the base of your spine Where Sri Ganesh lies content) Her sharp, pitch-black claws So, Keep Still! Keep still And you are bound […]

Gestalt

The loses and regrets en this Life We bravely endure w/ the perfect poise of a paladin We do not mind the hard blows 2 the gut (even when they arrive en bunches) We do not mind the sword when it is driven, hilt-deep, ento the upper thigh We do not mind the occasional port-wine […]

A Hymn 2 the Seeker

En darkness & En ignorance, Let the bullets fly Let their murmurs placate the sufferings of Perdition Let their cries permeate, then shatter the City of Dis Verily, ye need not travel that way ev’r again Verily, ye need not be counted amongst the Dead As thou wert born 4 mightier things Neither sustenance Nor […]

The Next Rabbit Hole

The Mead Drinker drinks. He drinks with the Goddess Saga secretly at her sunken bench. He drinks, gets drunk, disorients his senses and, if he is fortunate, is granted an audience with the Stars; namely, the resident Energies of the darkly lit Collective Unconscious. His existence is a tragic one as he is forever subject […]