Saturday 24 September 2016

Catacombs (of yourself)

Wondrous light fading
a symphony of the catacombs
as our light light follows endlessly,
into the belly of the serpent.
Slithering this way and that
While the rotten souls point in your direction.

Woken up
Youre in bed with a monster
who roars his endless love for you with a voice that shudders the earth
you are a filthy monster, accusing bitch goddess
which is the dream, which is the monster?