Bound by ink and blood
imprisoned by the void
sucking my heart and soul out
needed to escape
of that i have no doubt
but how how how
i cried in despair
i screamed I raged
shouted all manner
of profanities
nothing but hot air
a return to ritual
the only panacea
for my curse
i came to the hour of ink and blood
empty and alone
and i begged her forgiveness
stabbed myself and began to drain
i said: take it i don’t want it
life means nothing to me
if i can’t live my dreams
if the ink is lost to me
my well’s run dry
I WANT TO DIE
So Queen Mother Crone complied
she reached inside my chest
and set my heart aflame
and i saw what lurks
beyond black rainbow
forget about Barry
i got the motherlode
reborn in cleansing fire
that’s purification, internal combustion
now i’ve got magma in my veins
i am an active cinder cone
destroying all i’ve ever known
earth’s blood surging through me
MOUNTAINS FOR MY BONES
running out all my demons
do you hear their moans?
That’s right, motherfuckers!
FLEE FROM ME
I AM WITHOUT TERROR
they fear me now
for i am one with life and death
and i will NEVER bow down!
poet’s gotta preach
poet’s gotta dream
poet feeling hopeless
gotta scream scream scream
fate’s command revealed to me
now my soul’s at peace