Redeemer

7
ogether united in Liliths rage, a tearful prayer, captivated within your fury, everlasting by the hour, enhanced, extracting minutes from days, birthing and breeding new words by second, we are the lungs that breathe the earth together. Children of dependence, woman of right, darkened with sinful glare. The moonlight is my mother, and though must follow her, till the stars touch my finger tips, death shall be my fund, cracking foundational wonder with will, casting the vast into the unkno wn. Snaked with fire, and locked in my own obsession, forgive me mother, forgive me so for I have lied, drenched am I soaked in the blood of my ignorance , kept are the secrets I burned, branded with my own loathing envy, forgive me mother, for so I have tried to murder my alternate being, bewitched with sane thoughts born a flight into society. Save my body, steal my heart, I want your mind, I have your soul. Inside me, vanquish in delight of your sacrifice, your sources running throughout thy bodes, alive in the thirst for your touch, I exhale my love to the mirror, I myself, are broken inside, it is not the mirror so, tainted me broken with a twitch, glassed my chipped bruising skin, unbeautiful corpse, but consumed in an limited elation. Perfumed are my bones, scenting me forward to your ankles, I gratefully sing my wants finite, yet with laughter I retreat to the shadow. Dancing alone with the ghosts, spirit me backwards to your times, and allow the resent to pursuit, I no longer hold myself in stances su ch as these, my body may be buried under the hells of today, but my soul is fleeting near, in a constant dream of freedom, a heightened sense of knowing, to hear my body singing, my lungs entrapped with dust, my brain enwrapped with pages redeemed from my liberation to self. 20/5/11