"ofme" poems
Bet I’m in the belly of the Beast
With this enemy ofMe
Do I fight or flight or Freeze?
Cause either way
this mother *******
coming straight At me
I was only a dark forest away
From where I needed to be
I never metaphor for anxiety
Like this one
*** Imposter syndrome
Mara’s army fires arrows
Of self-deprication
And self-doubt
And i hit the ground running exhausted
Hot and heavy heaving
To the four-on-the-floor
At the heart of the war…
She was doing yoga in the distance
And as she rose to mountain pose
I let my mind slip back into the prose
Where I fetishized her
Like some sacred ******* object
Caught in the act like Actaeon
Watching The Huntress bathing
Basilisk staring me down
Like Artemis cloaked
In her wild fury
And as she rose to mountain pose...
She held a crescent blade
To the throat of the horizon
Locking her eyes in
As she stood over Gaia’s mouth
Spinning up **** Magick
Earth the power back from the word
She channels power back from the void
From womb to tomb
To womb of the tomb
She creates
She destroys
Her body, Her weapon
Her own ******* choice
Dec 30, 2023
Dec 30, 2023 at 8:05 PM UTC
redding revulsion
i am braining ofyou (we) and i am guilty of it
(are on the three double you) one?
you brain so much of you while i am so empty ofme
i hate the sun of my eyes and i am guilty for it
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC