Moonlit Slumber Becomes Her

Moonlit Slumber Becomes Her Stillness over silence
Feelings over words
Rawness over numbing
Cursing over verbs
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09/02/2025

Faith

The bigness of the smallest of sin
Feasting on flesh 'til our guts turn rotten
Acid washing, refluxing, dissolving us tender
The pain consumes us - so much we must render
Building our walls, painting them thick
Holding them taut, cementing still each brick
Cells upon chambers, stolen moments hurting
Encasing our wounding, freezing Her turning
Fix it with things, hold your merits high
Turn all the discredited frowns upside down to the sky
What have you earned, show me your ticks
Stake flags where you've conquered
Scald deep - branding where you've missed
She Who Turns bleeds through your floors
Crumbling stone into earth
Turning life from death's ashes 
Expanding life from Her girth
Your aloneness is the space
Prickling truth to your skin
The freshness of newness glowing
Imploring your heart to begin
Trusting forward with each step
Breaking chains, shredding all restraint
The cage of our knowing
Revealing the bonds our own hands made
Look up to the cosmos
Feel down to the Earth
Trust what pulses within you
Our one true leader to birth

18/01/2025

Dopa-mean

Did you get your hits?
Find your spine?
Throwing senseless acts of power
Charading as drawing your line
How big have you grown
How tall is your tower?
Built to escape
Your foundations that have soured
I feel your pain
And anguish bleeding out
Swallowed whole in disguise
Of muscle and clout

Layer upon layers
Holding explosive fires
Soldering heart strings
Sealing raw truths with poisoned lies
Dealing out blindly what we've sowed
A dismissal of Her face
Painfully ripping out Her weave
Refusing all grace
Time marches on
Whilst bravado makes you smaller
And your adolescent mind
Wanders further and further

Deeper in the abyss
Tearing threads from your soul
The Sacred and elders mourn
As you turn from their calls
Words have no weight
In the realm of She Who Turns
Contemptuous abandon 
Suffering worlds as we burn
If only we held the fire
Besieging our own rejection
Turning instead to our bleeding
Replacing repulsion with affection

Honouring where we've strayed
Whatever choices moved our feet
Falling wholly to the ground
From the bottom She Who Turns heaves
Grieving Her fallen stars
Life savages flesh from bones
Dropping swords from our wounds
Walking tenderly and wholly home
Make your life dope
With purpose and deep meaning
Breathing love from the cosmos
Weaving the songs of Her Dreaming

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Perth, WA

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