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So you got stuck in this dystopia, at first I thought It was my mind, but it’s coming true, no fault of your own Someone else drew up George Jettson and his psychopathic Wife Jane, them at Sunday mass, stars in the same weird Fandom-cult, a witch trial grew on the myth there’s never been…

The song of magpies Open the gate to Heaven Light floods the morning skies While I look around Heaven For your eyes A slight obsession But you’re not one to point the finger, g Pray goddess let me see you Appear again Two minutes later, you arrive And I know I’m forgiven in your eyes…

“Far hence,” said he, “in wasted wilderness His dwelling is, by which no living man May ever pass, but through great distress.” Spencer Love’s Long Road was ripped during war time The odd divine, like a ghost, forever passing thru A new history of love’s long road Began, when on this road, I met you…

All books, nature opened up herself, on a Branch hanging upon her words, she led me out From the philosophy of patriarchs I gave up guilt, I said I’m innocent And life‘s story wrote, a car pulled up beside The nature strip and her face said, I’ll give you The discipline you seek, I know…

A long time roamed, half human, werewolf lone On mountain don’t go there, but you went, lioness, Chased me thru strawberry fields, not really, But there nonetheless, tore my heart out with Your teeth, locked up my gift, our love kept Let’s go to the winds and ask them to get it on In the…

At the edge of the earth     fathom my mind Searching for domme morrigan in an ocean,    but where,  slips thru here, hard to touch      tho she finds me there Floating on the ocean, daydreaming at the sky, my mermaid            cast my line     vibrating like a violin string   unreal in…

You found me, your dream woman, I say, look at this poetry you inspire in me! It’s not so bad Can it be so bad to follow your dream, I’ll make you a daedra queen, domme morrigan? And you think that’s self-righteous? Have you not worked it out yet, I live to see your glances?…

Is it possible to talk about that which does not exist, freak sexuality? They themselves argue about that which does not exist, my bisexuality To follow their argument leads to nonsense, a non-existent, non sexual person An absurdity, yet there they are taking edited pieces of my true sexuality Justification for their own non being,…

All this time, years gone, and g, I can never move on from domme morrigan The few hours where our affinite spirits settled down, coming home All this time, I’ve blamed other women, for using you to get to me, in jealousy I called them jealous, but g, how could they not be touched by…

(After Shelley’s The revolt of Islam) Life speaks of her opposites, Truth and Lie That clash and are caught in the sky, eagle And snake in battle-cry, reborn in my body Both eagle and snake arise in my mind alive, At conflict myself, that seeks to survive, and I tell the truth, and I tell…