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Black Lesbian Fishermen - ectopic apiary

by c r y p t a n t h u s

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LIL 05:06
LIL concealed azure in blazing starfire, moving shadows, behind the sun... Come to them up spiralling stairways; walk to them through the eclipsed world, Sable warmth and the sweet scent of jasmine The veil becomes translucent... a child of flowers and angels, crowned and conquering, great and terrible, still with silence vast; secrets revealed... 'From me come all things : first and last fruit, sower and sown, respledent and withering I have tasted poisons and blood, dews and winds, and I have bathed in a fountain of snow… I am light, and I am night, and I am beyond them. I am speech, and I am speechless, and I am beyond them. I am life, and I am death, and I am beyond them. I am ruin, and I am reward, and I am beyond them. I am frailty, and I am strength, and I am beyond them.' Distance and echo; voices soft as down and far and bright as starlight, a rising clamour... shards... infinitesimal facets... Though all endeavor none may reach; Though the great wheel turns and turns through the arcane signs Though the radiance of the day and the glimmering of the night flicker through the seasons and the years Until the firing of the Lamp of the Invisible Light
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Ragged Ritual Cats tooth, cogs from a clock all in a glass vessel. Three flies on the passion fruit. Four petals on the red flower. Five seeds in the red apple. Count them all again. There are Six of us in burning amber Inscribe a triangle, A tangled triangle Set at an angle Surrounded by a circle of salt Nutmeg, cinnamon, clove, ginger Offered to the Righteous Man of Winter White, like snow, realm of sky The colour of semen Red like blood, Passion, love Brings the letters to life A burning candle for mother's night Evergreen and blooming plants Sends the sun back home to her Juniper, milkthistle, fir, Monkshood Drives the demon out of the wood A pentacle inscribed within a double circle Wherein is written the following versicle: I who am will ever be Blind as blind but ever see Turn and turn and turn once more Pass what passes under or Say the Name that you know me
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White Reptiles Never smile, crocodile No, you cannot get a friendly crocodile Take not his smile of welcome Compatible with his skin Never smile, crocodile Don’t upset your hat, stop, talk a little bit Don’t run, say good-night, walk, or admit Clear the area, do not smile Mister Crocodile It can be a good upbringing Much respected in your head There’s a special situation, a very special time and place It can be a good upbringing Much respected in your head There’s a special situation, a very special time and place Never smile, crocodile No, you cannot get a friendly crocodile Take not his smile of welcome Compatible with his skin Never smile, crocodile Don’t upset your hat, stop, talk a little bit Don’t run, say good-night, walk, or admit Clear the area, do not smile Mister Crocodile Never smile, crocodile No, you cannot get a friendly crocodile Take not his smile of welcome Compatible with his skin Never smile, crocodile
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All In The Green Through the mists, in the morning of the world Through the glades he walks Eyes watch the skies All in the green Tendrils curl and the air is lost and lorn Full of sound of insect life Jewelled wings everywhere All in the green Beards of moss hang weeping from the trees Strong slow growth confines Days rise and fall All in the green
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Ice 12:39
ICE In sudden rush of frozen air Of feathered crystal fall Pale Sun is ghost, and ghost alone The world come close and tangible A globe of mist, of spectral pall They stir on lost and lonely heights Whilst tender valleys shiver close Beneath the undiscovered land Beneath the gaze of ancient eyes Beneath the arc of ancient skies Bone and sinew feel their touch And spark & fall of laboured breath A thousand jewels on leathern cloak To tempt the children of the pines Who bring with them the gift of sleep With icy fingers soothe and stroke In darkness, shot with cold blue fire That dims to nothing and is gone Leaves will turn, and turn, and fall Slow caress of ice on flesh Slow they watch ‘til flesh is stone And stone is sand and all is done.

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released November 22, 2015

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