I see the manifestation of our continued emanation. Beware the hooks that tug on the side of your mouth. My love, your smile, we are here together as one. Behold our children dance to the beat of your drum. Score 19 of my cycle. I am the summoner, no tools beyond neural qualia focused in … Continue reading Metatron: Lucy is a star, K is a charm
Manifest for me the keys to my chariot. Upon the reveal of your full glowing face, I will have solidified the foundational skeletal chassis. By the close of the month when the purging smoke is cleared, I herald my driver, my charioteer of Delphi. Awakened in me is one half of the archelon whose month … Continue reading To the new moon I speak my desire
I told Ash I would share my really scrappy sorry excuse for a sonnet. It vaguely leans in the direction of a sonata criterium. Sort of, near enough, close enough, is that good enough. Lazy and stuff. That's me, through and through. I'm the muse of bards, but not always a bard. I am skald … Continue reading aSSHHH… speak of my sonnet to no one.