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Scotty B Oct 2013
As I begin to write,
Understand,
My head has gone to the office.
I arrange myself to review my dreams,
Enter into this the golden nexus,
Lay down my temptations to the laws I perceive.
Receive this,
A silent form of opulence,
A suspended form of decadence,
A river bathed in moonlight,
And a snake protecting his own coffin.
I can afford this to you,
Wrapped in red,
Hollowed,
Dignified.
The sands of these forces may conceal,
Yet,
They have never lied to me,
These forces,
That beauty graciously hides.
Seven precious stones singing,
Seven heavenly melodies breeding,
Seven treasured colors,
Stolen,
From the rainbows of immortality.
The butterfly truly does dance with the wind!
Love,
As the salamander conjures up her fire,
Rests,
Eternally,
Peacefully,
Coiled amongst her flames.
Sensations of yesterday,
I,
Never obtained access to witness.
The ghosts of ghosts impregnate themselves...
With the mists of my mind.
The perfection of the soul,
The dissolution of my ego.
An enigmatic pragmatism.
Is it justified?
White light travelling,
Thoroughly through,
The halls of disengaged magickal prisms.
A Shepard and his lost dog.
This field leads to the omen.
I am transient and omnipotent,
God manifest.
I am both man and woman.
Scotty B Mar 2012
This viviparous *****,
the serpents that fall from her
take from her!
Her skin is pale
and dead.
Watch as it falls from her,
peels from her.
How odd it must (feel)
to become dust.
Scotty B Dec 2012
The forest is at peace tonight with quiet white shadows
The birds that fly past present themselves in the most astonishing way
The wind between their wings glides with the stars and the moon

What is it to say that these words are still falling as the stars and the moon
I have lost myself again only to be found flustered, beaten and cold
On this, one of many chosen paths
Gliding from stone to skulking stone
Must I continue to wait, I am lost
Scotty B Mar 2016
I just don't know
And I just don't care
Nowhere to go
No means to get there
So strip on down
Lover
With your skin so bare
Bare as the stars
So supple and fair

Embrace my hand
In your eternal ensnare
Rest it on your face
And kiss off the dare
Come on close
Lover
The scent of a mare
You present me your orchid
And beg me to flair

You are my life
Lover
My map out of despair
So take it on right
Lover
As you just don't care

Dionysus of stone
Dionysus of fire
I drink of your wine
As our emotions perspire
That is right
Lover
That is what I require
What I truly want
What I truly desire

Forever into your arms
Lover
With nothing to declare
Lost in your wilderness
Lover
Bathing in your hair

Hold me between your light
It all becomes so clear
Protection from the night
Lover
And the insolent feverish fear

Your moon is my guide
Lover
My map out of despair
Stalking across my dreams
Lover
Just haunting my chair

Your honey calls to me
And silver nectar steers me in clear
Your mound is my fortress
Lover
My map out of despair

Thighs painted of gold
Eyes that sway belief
Thunder leads our road
From desperate to relief
Please me as no other
Lover
Oh wondrous divide
Oh magnificent crease
Tears of great fortune
Fall to the dirt and the leaves

It is our time
Lover
Our time to lay near
As the sun has come up
And you are my map out of despair
Scotty B Dec 2012
Dusty road
Stories told
Future just
Angel lust
Times before
Strangled lore
Flower kiss
Lawless bliss
Fevered might
Spectre light
Sorrowed sleep
Pigeons weep
Sprinkled shores
Precious doors
But... Am I Found?
Scotty B Dec 2012
Focus...
Focus...
Focus!
What?
Okay,
What is this?
The walls,
The bloodied white walls.
Are we okay with this?
My feet,
What the HELL is at my feet?
I can't see with all this ******* white light.
This shimmering white light.
Are we okay?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
Clocks on the walls?
Focus...
Focus!
What?
Open your eyes,
Quick!
QUIET!
What's that crawling on the walls?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
Are these...
Molecules!
Okay.
Okay.
Focus...
Just focus.
I think I'm missing.
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
Someone should turn down these lights,
Before I lose my minds.
Where did I even find the time?
Focus...
Focus...
Focus!
My hair;
It's gone!
Who took my ******* hair?
Focus on the paranoia,
Focus on the paranoia,
Focus on...
What's in our leg?
I can feel it,
I can grab it,
Got it!
What the **** is that?
Is that...
Water?
Well, how do you do kind sir?
Why, Water, you can talk!
Well, how do you do kind sir?
Why, Water, you can ****!
Well, how do you do kind sir?
Why, Water, you can dance!
Well, how do you do kind sir?
Why, Water, you can prance!
Do you like my clocks on the walls?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
How about my filaments in your head?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
How about the nightmares we've had?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
How about the wettings in bed?
Drip, drop ~ drip, drop
Welcome,
Welcome,
Welcome,
To the Dead!

Drip, drip, drip, drip...
*Drop

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