Twenty Two Lines

I have slipped out of time
At the beginning of the first, I see the last…
“Rise Goddess Rise”
The Boot heel of the Angry Father
Will never dare come down again.
He’s been drinking cheap whiskey
Blind and dying, on an atrocious throne
It is You who birthed us, we shall protect you

We will gather in sacred groves and secret grottos
Invoke Angels of Terror and Delight
Reconsecrate the blasted Earth
Construct great Pyramids of Light

Destroy the Destroyers
With the Artes of Love
The Light caress of the Feather
The Flower in the barrel of the Slave Gods mindless guns

Oh Rock and Roll, ohhh Ecstasy!
We will Ghost Dance, Join hands, Swap kisses
We will Conjure up this Century
We are taking it back!
The Magickal Revolution
Bee here now!

I have slipped out of time
At the beginning of the first, I see the last…
“Rise Goddess Rise”
The Boot heel of the Angry Father
Will never dare come down again.
He’s been drinking cheap whiskey
Blind and dying, on an atrocious throne
It is You who birthed us, we shall protect you

We will gather in sacred groves and secret grottos
Invoke Angels of Terror and Delight
Reconsecrate the blasted Earth
Construct great Pyramids of Light

Destroy the Destroyers with the Artes of Love
The Light caress of the Feather
The Flower in the barrel of the Slave Gods mindless guns

Oh Rock and Roll, ohhh Ecstasy!
We will Ghost Dance, Join hands, Swap kisses
We will Conjure up this Century
We are taking it back!
The Magickal Revolution
Bee here now!

Cynocephalus Blues

I seek no peace!
But the babble of a thousand tongues.
Not to Banish but Invoke,
No stillness but the Divine Frenzy
The Dreamboy of the New Apocalypse
No time for deathlike sleep.
Adventure and Mystery wait impatiently.
“Thee, Thee I invoke”
Strings of barbarous sound
A Universe of Music.
Did the Serpent risk the wrathful Demiurge
For NOTHING?
I will not retreat into the wordless void
But advance, my sword slashing through the veils.
Creating poetry and song.