Friday, February 17, 2006

fued for take off

listening.
to the sound of holy silence.
wrapped in night like the ancients.

fire in my mouth & lungs.
cobain in my ears.
quiet prayers in desert tongues.

cold glow of the forgotten place.

swamp moss & the wild water of martyrs shade my brain. forest morning growing with sleep. here i sit. on soft rocks next to petrified animals. swollen with infected embryos. nesting in my head. turning in the cranial uterus.

threatening obliteration.
dark universe.
digesting for power. digesting for birth.

unknown to any of us.
teeming with life. hungry to be discovered.
quivering, gelatinous earth.

my beauties.
my beloved abortions '
dripping from my pen.
broken girl, confused woman.
oh, my blind, multi-eyed spawn.
that never saw it coming.

each person, a word.
each life, a definition.

6 Comments:

Blogger Nephilim said...

disturbingly beautiful....

10:28 PM  
Blogger Duilliath Siondrake said...

..the world, a canvas of flesh.
and you, the needle and the dye.

Your writing is hauntingly resonant. Keep going.

10:40 PM  
Blogger chotee said...

thats just beautiful. How uncomfortable it may be.

12:12 PM  
Blogger Nudiemuse said...

Enjoyable as always.

8:39 PM  
Blogger Kyle M.. said...

I bow to you my goddess.... your words reach out to like a thousand arms open and waiting to offer comfort, solace, and a place to call home.

I thank-you for everything you have given me.

Blessed Be my dearest Otep.

-Kyle

a.k.a. I am smilin liar on myspace

6:42 PM  
Blogger david. said...

i miss your words ... & i still love you no matter how much i've dropped off the radar.

in eager anticipation of what's to come,

- MAGICK.

11:18 PM  

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