Just Before Halloween

Burn the hay bale to ash
while catching the breeze's hot release
letting its sparkle fly
in the face of the first rays
of shame radiantly display
as if it were one and its own mind
just one venting and drinking
waiving its own being
technique to divide
come bind the names
pleasure is base
unzip and spiral away
like the terrible efficient galaxy
combined just greater than three lovingly
an irrational cherry on a mean golden apple pie
progressing and impressing
the rising Virgo.

Venial joviality
good clean fun
conjunction come.

If it violates a code
the bill will be placed
on the table
and take the trick like
the lapping of liquid candy.

Wine and squeal
for water.

Wax and reel
in the Altar.

Splash the midnight Eagle's blood
on the fishes face
eating the holy last meal
happily and quickly.

Suck the straw
from the culled cup
Zahariel fucks in front
the holy yard
she's screaming
for another Mars bar
accepting
Jupiter from behind
looking forward
craving
more of the sweet conjunctive sugar.

Come not
too early dingbat
consummate this union late
trying out this alien costume
like leaping Elektrum
waving from Aerial's earthly throne
Adam's family growing
before the Lilith then Eve.

Harvest inconsolable fire
and tell the tale
breeding into worlds entire
relax
and carve the Jack red
for the offspring
smashed in the shimmer again...

a start to confession
of the crown's brilliant Sin
before Winter's begin.

The Coming Sin

Like a Lunatic 

she comes early.

Just like Venus
she lags behind.

Now they both wax
opposites siding the sun.

Quicksilver turns and dives in the mix
to join the fishing party
the first day of Mother's morning
to harvest the shrimps on the Barbie.

The boat's on the Eucalyptus
so regular like a little kitten
cute as a koala
excited about the maelstrom's past
the scythe and sickle so subtle a difference
silly and hovering on the border down under
wanting to stay
covering the mirror
wanting more next time around.

So the vacation begins
finally hidden again
slowly falling to try to match Mercury.

Come Quickly!

Ilmatar: The Dawn of another First Day in the 43rd Year (The Occultation of Venus)

In the place of Kiwan there is a stationary voice.  A little lion's king.  Timbre at the pit drinking water.  The Regulator singing.  And Saturn is the key wand at evening shines but I skip too far ahead.  There are seven masses, yes seven centers, and they follow as ordered on that day rising in descent as seen:  Sin - Libat - Aria - Nirigh - Bil - Nbu - Shamish. The energy had risen full already erect and hidden above and coming down prolific, auspicious, virtuous, resplendent, and sublime.  A thunderous heart red beats in triplets in key with the two directly above as jolted onward from nutritious bread intaken from below. The base appears hidden then to pussyfoot first above the crown but quickly finds its place but this half skips ahead and the former is late.  When the root becomes exposed the crown and eye remain bright.  Finally in full radiance only the First and Last remain visible:

  Then those rings rise

invisible to the eyes

and set hidden out of sight

down under my horizon

the horns within The Eye

or some negative like turned on

end apparent combined

masses

all hell breaks loose and outspoken

is replication

into a base sexual vessel

like warriors thrusting ingested

Hey-Zeus circulated

that quickens the lucid frenzy

in lingua never heard

in screams seeking to climax

the imagination and the virgin shaman...

...lastly calm darkness only visible is the key wand that skipped a head in the mud already to rise again like bringing oxygen to his children: Saturn in the Djinn smoke shines like the tip lit of a Ziggurat in honor.  And when Kiwan is finally gone a Paradise (as if this description hadn't fit a thousand times); the sea beasts once again rise all the way on the other side.

Anymore would describe a second day

the next day

of All Mother.