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  Jun 2018 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
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         became





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                                                             ­            s p r e a d  o u t


                                    
                         ­                                                                 ­              nowhere
                                           ­        surrounded by
                                           nothing              everything                  until
                     looking in on      one              zero
                 everything               surrounded by                                    it
             looking out on                        
             within                                                           ­                           bent
              seen from
               that can only be                                                              b­ack
                 a vision
                    from outside                                                          ­in
                          seen                                ­                             on
                               can only be                                 itself
                                      a shape that          became
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  May 2018 Moon Woman
Medusa
all is warm and one
you are here in my mynde,
where I keep the holy relics
all along the martyrs' trail

****** footprints less than
walking on your spirit hands
so skip, dance, you martyrs

you signed on for this: mysterium mysteria majestic
now you are here, there is no turning back,
you ate the knossos bread, you drank the wine
you are tainted by ancient perfection

You are one with the Golden Age
You can no longer be less than you are

welcome, welcome, rose petals at your feet
next harvest, perhaps you will be our sacrifice

but for now, live in thys moment
become what you know you might be

so many to cheer your life as it drains away in dust
revered, beloved, nothing less than a God
you are to me, save the crops for another year
become the bread between our teeth

grind me like corn beneath your hips tonight
that moon demands a sacrifice, but first
you are the golden god of our dreams
we need you, trust your blood

singing like erinyes at your heels
singing helah helah helah
as you walk the white dust of the path
The path that only Iphegenia knows

we love you
we love you
selah, love, selah

we would die for you
will you die for us?
  May 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
from the earth
all we can see
is outer  space
&    ourselves
  May 2018 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
that's all there is;
she walks on                               the shining path;
                             in her **** father's ways             ;                              her Communist
                           mother;
is going                               her golden sister; reflects             the sheen
off her                    golden ***           in the                               light from her golden
***;                   her brother takes up                arms
trigger happy for
once days go by            like weeks her                    father is a man
                                      of the people;
days go nymphs grow;
                                                          h­owling moon
I can hear the                            sweet babbling beautiful                     sweet moonsong; on her         infantil e f red           li                            ps              
Island warriors chick      s                                   c s k
              I wan     t to love u like              red cheeks                 lovers enthralled w/                                                       kissing        her i                
                 vo                       lcanoes rip her lips off                nfantile feet
volcano mouths re              red welts on her         back from the    severe beatings I       &     she vomits lava      
  she is midnight too                              love the midnight
she l po lo                        w ve pa pl   as pure as the Pope         as ghe b she loves the midnight too
all hail the       mooon          q
                   queen goddess living wonder i sai d I believe                  live        e l a pse  s           we               speak of the                goddess       to the sun a love is a choice we take the chance
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