LUCID  FRENZY

by Solace





Mary Lucifer walks the halls,
the halls of hell
that contract and pump,
and every step she makes,
every sleepwalk shuffle
brings her closer to me.

She is the black black goddess
striding purposefully through
the halls
in her flame bodice,
and all the black hearts stop and look
with lustful eyes and carving hook.
She comes closer to me.

She owns the world in the blink of an eye,
she sees all, hears all
and in these halls, wears no disguise.
She is who she is when she stalks alone
but I, I am not ready
and she is gettting too close to me.

But Blind! The colour of the
fallen daughter is all too much to
comprehend!
In a frenzy, a lucid frenzy,
the blackness again becomes visable,
and all is calm in the vision's end.

This blind sight is a curse upon our intelligence
and the invisbles drink from her cup and not mine.
Those perfumed invisibles recede in the darkness
and I know in my heart it's not my time.

Standing immortal on the seashore,
the heavens burst open to swallow me whole.
but it's too late to accept their
offer - the world is full of liars except for her.

Alter ego, siamese ego in her charade,
she is part of me again.





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