Post by MichaelFirewalker on Dec 20, 2007 16:13:17 GMT -5
called her little souls
we crawled from holes
silken silted pockets fertilized by Set
along the Nile’s banks
sent to break white from winter
we take her life and reap it into spring
hot to rape its steam until our flood
of mind-blown summer dreams devours fall
and we again remember
Isis
Isis
Isissssssss
is
birth Mother of us all
we slide her vulvar side
to sing release to you
thralls of Tammuz
lift your heads
upward from dead dirt
children of the Skygod
remember that you also walk
your Mother who is Earth
you are hers too
born upon her skin
even though your many sins
dare not speak her name
we know your tongue
is not allowed to lick her virgin mist
since you tried to twist her dragon’s kiss
and split the newborn roots she still
releases up to ever more perilous
survival flight
you tortured
all your women’s tongues
severed them one by one
pulled them seared and strangulated
through the worm-holes you let drip
with acids of your fear and hate
until the impossible complexities
of your own piercings ripped
apart your living night
you would not wait
long enough to learn to ride her fire air
or know the garnet spaces where her abyssal
powers share restoration for your nations
you are left alone
to watch magnificence flow
as she heals upward
into faces pure and places true
where your pride
must now refuse
to go
we crawled from holes
silken silted pockets fertilized by Set
along the Nile’s banks
sent to break white from winter
we take her life and reap it into spring
hot to rape its steam until our flood
of mind-blown summer dreams devours fall
and we again remember
Isis
Isis
Isissssssss
is
birth Mother of us all
we slide her vulvar side
to sing release to you
thralls of Tammuz
lift your heads
upward from dead dirt
children of the Skygod
remember that you also walk
your Mother who is Earth
you are hers too
born upon her skin
even though your many sins
dare not speak her name
we know your tongue
is not allowed to lick her virgin mist
since you tried to twist her dragon’s kiss
and split the newborn roots she still
releases up to ever more perilous
survival flight
you tortured
all your women’s tongues
severed them one by one
pulled them seared and strangulated
through the worm-holes you let drip
with acids of your fear and hate
until the impossible complexities
of your own piercings ripped
apart your living night
you would not wait
long enough to learn to ride her fire air
or know the garnet spaces where her abyssal
powers share restoration for your nations
you are left alone
to watch magnificence flow
as she heals upward
into faces pure and places true
where your pride
must now refuse
to go
