At-one-ment (4 20Eighteen)

En the year of the Heretic* En the year of Ganga’s Descent En the year of the Wolf-Skin At-one-ment beckons So, Keep still! Keep still And you are bound 2 feel (At the base of your spine Where Sri Ganesh lies content) Her sharp, pitch-black claws So, Keep Still! Keep still And you are bound […]

(Xcerpt from) A Christmas Rose

The birthing stool splinters Beneath the weight of her belly Lo! A Rose en Wynter shivers And from Her thorny hips A Light crowns A Light naked Not yet clothed en glory Not yet Emmanu-el Lo! A Rose en Wynter opens And from Her thorny hips A Light cries aloud And shatters the Nite’s hoary […]