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Men with snake-point eyes Cry “slut”, “bisexual” Cause I don’t give a fuck about em Would be better off dead Like the guy in my garden Parasite at night I just want to stab im A woman, unsurpassable Her smile Touch of angels Stirs my soul I awake to a night sky starlight celestial Constellations…

Heartbeat so strong A love song Cutting waves thru the howling ones Thru comes a woman A dream queen I go to sleep I dream her knock at my door I look out, no one except The neighbours hooting My sister happy – But they’re no one The queen Her sight to see Enamoured, enraptured…

A knife is quite a pleasant sight, dripping with my own blood. Death, sweet death, take me like anaesthetic or a hit, come to me, spread numbness over me and take me somewhere better. The human suburbs are full of hell and hate. Sounds of laughter and judgment nip at my inner ear, and occasionally,…

Perhaps it’s a vain attempt at throwing some light and logic at something, well, twisted. Me, being sane, being therefore branded “insane” as the odd one out of an insane society, “it’s black therefore it’s white” and to say not is a heresy. Twisted, in other words. Perhaps it’s a way of suffering more humiliation,…

Ostracised, not fitting in: An intellectual dilemma,  a line of argument that run thus: am I wrong so and so? yes, you’re WRONG Cal. So I wanted to see thru their eyes. To listen thru their ears, And all I heard was a litany, Yes, you’re WRONG, Cal. And it troubled me, Set doubt on…

In the absence of physicality In the civil strife that risks my heart I make of her a spiritual body To trace with my pen and soul Like two dark, midnight jewels Set upon an olive mask Her eyes were set upon my soul I happened upon In a dry, bloodless desert As a temple…

I suppose I could construct a book with a full stop at the end, with this topic. But as usual I’ll remain a pastiche, unacademic, personal, and inconclusive. I wrote a while back, “Elohim is in love with the goddess.” Perhaps I was thinking of an unhierarchical circularity of the shiva/shakti paradigm. It was of…

What if I’m right half the time and wrong half the time? Like a kayak in a green sea. Yet if I can calm a storm, like Amerghin, I still have found a home. Where am I? In the goddess sea, nowhere transcendent, my peace, my body. Finding ancient wisdom stored in flesh, always young.…

My first memory is looking at a roof. A face looms over, pulling stupid expressions, and I’m angry, knowing I’m about to embark on an unfortunate life. And them the wind began, beating against my body, assaulting my senses, mind, trying to destroy my emotion and what was INSIDE. Step after step, falling, rising, the…

…and tho to and fro The pathways through the sky Are spread light and dark Blessed, blessed am I, So deeply loved (A pigeon peeps thru the door, ha!) So I love (No longer holding back, look!) Here I am now I’m your angel I am bursting forth like a ray From earth’s core Like…