“(Adonay, El, Saday) help me to fulfill my will with this reed.”

Sepher Raziel

The other day, I found words for my brother, words to myself,

Words for life: see this time, some guy no one knows,

I dont know and couldn’t care less, but he says I’m not gay, I tell

You, it strikes to the spirit. He disappears in smoke, lost to time.

Now in a green field, the obsidian butterfly, she flickers, love in the

Sunlight, in hand serapax, jealous bitches surround me, quicksand Curses, as I sink, I struggle, limbs a horse, hallways  which reach Out of my mind, reach out are roots, sight which spirit sights

The shape of the sands I struggle against-

Tis I! Tis me I fight, a jihad she declares, on me, where, what am

I?

See here, on battle-field, here am I, in sight (what sight?) eternal struggle,

Fights for herself, on Earth, it’s called Life, I would, eternal, for love