The Opening Eye




The ever-opening eye
At the bottom of herstory
The pendulous sky
The triangular gate

Where I corner fate
In your labyrinth of chance
The only way to navigate
What I feel is sacrosanct

As I ride your pet
The snake of descent
My toes skim the surface
The darkness is wet

My Goddess

My ears hear only a hiss
The mirror turns black
With one deadly kiss
I make myself your living myth


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