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he pushed all my flowers

into early graves

but that never stopped me

taking what he gave

he gave

I ate all the insects

hatching from my eyes

sapped of all their power

never will they rise

they rise

I pushed all my flowers

into early graves

and now there they settle

in with all his shame

[Leviticus 15]

[Virgil's Aeneid]

under

under

under every leaf

drink from the river, forget

drink from the river, forget

there is no point in regret

so drink

No Lethe, Cocytus or Acheron

neither Phlegethon's fiery pain

or the noble river of Styx

is able to wash out the stain

in things that breathe here in the world

for only virtue's water can

wash out the stain in life unfurled

no breezes that come bringing rain

no balm of yellow sandalwood

no necklaces beside, or gems

or soft effulgence of moonbeams

can here avail to calm and soothe

all of men's fevers in this world, whereas

this noble, this supremely flowing cool

well guarded virtue

quells the flame

where is there to be found the scent

that can with virtue's scent compare?

and that is born against the wind

as easily as with it?

where can such another stair be found

that climbs as virtue does to heaven

where can such another stair be found

that climbs as virtue does to heaven

Verily I build such frail houses

Verily I build them by the stream

Verily I build on such foundations

to rot away the leaves of my False Dreams

Heavenly dreams wilt and crumble in the breeze

falling

down

to drown in rivers, out to sea

no longer buoyed, for never was I emptied

of all the men who've ever been inside of me

of all the men who've ever been inside of me

O Labyrinth O Father

one should make an island of Oneself

And fall back into the Labyrinth

and fall right back into Your arms

O this disgusting truth

Four walls to hang a roof

over my weary head

knight of the living dead

Washed up to wetter shores

Athena of the North

Tissue to dry your mouth

Fissure of the South

Icarus got nothing on us now.

(got nothing now)

O Labyrinth O Father

one should make an island of Oneself

and fall back into the Labyrinth

and fall right back into Your arms.

Lie, terrified

of what just might

happen tonight

come, Paradise

parts left behind

I don't mind

All of my days

turn into nights

I didn't die (at least this time)

closing my eyes

open my thighs

I'll get this stain

I'll get this stain out

when it

dries

when it

dries

Daddy,

are you mad at me?

[Providence Hymn]:

I am the Providence of everything.

I became like my own human children.

I existed from the first

I walked down every possible road.

I am the wealth of the Light.

I am the remembering of the Fullness.

I walked into the place of greatest darkness

and on

down.

I entered the central part of the prison.

The foundations of chaos quaked.

I hid because of their evil -

they did not recognise me.

I came down a second time.

Continuing on, I

emerged from among those of Light.

I am

The remembering

of Providence.

I entered the middle of darkness,

The inner part of the Underworld.

To pursue my mission -

the foundations of chaos quaked!

THREATENING TO COLLAPSE UPON

ALL WHO WERE THERE

AND UTTERLY DESTROY THEM

I SOARED UPWARD AGAIN

TO MY ROOTS

IN THE LIGHT!

SO AS NOT TO DESTROY THEM ALL YET

I DESCENDED A THIRD TIME -

I AM LIGHT!

I AM

DWELLING IN LIGHT!

I AM THE REMEMBERING OF PROVIDENCE!

I ENTERED THE MIDST OF DARKNESS!

I CAME TO THE DEEPEST PART OF THE UNDERWORLD!

I LET MY FACE LIGHT UP!

THINKING OF THE END OF THEIR TIME

I ENTERED THE PRISON!

THE BODY

IS

THAT

PRISON.

twenty pounds to place his flesh in ripples of abundance

O'er her breast to teach her independence

the autonomy of nerves and nervousness

'Neath the cushion, 'neath the mattress

shackles that he tackles with

Sin

Sin

Sin

Sin

Sin

Sin

to place upon

his throat a knife

(a man of grating appetite)

to place upon

his throat a knife

(a man of grating appetite)

and as my right hand made him tremble

I dismembered it from me

far better to lose just one part

than feel the weighing of my body

descending through saliva stains

and through seamen shipwrecked on the rocks

and velcro fastened

pulling hair

from out of wrinkled liver spots

and velcro fastened

pulling hair

from out of wrinkled liver spots

I

Devour

The

Afflicted

From

The Earth

And the Needy

From

Among

Men.

I DEVOUR

THE AFFLICTED FROM THE EARTH

AND THE NEEDY FROM AMONG MEN

(WE DEVOUR

THE AFFLICTED FROM THE EARTH

AND THE NEEDY FROM AMONG MEN)

I DEVOUR

THE AFFLICTED FROM THE EARTH

AND THE NEEDY FROM AMONG MEN

(WE DEVOUR

THE AFFLICTED FROM THE EARTH

AND THE NEEDY FROM AMONG MEN)

I BEAT THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM WITH MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

I HOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM IN MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

BEHOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD!

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM IN MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

I AM THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD!

ONCE FAGGOT

TWICE ANANSI GIRL

you, my dear child

are my weapons

and my shame eclipses yours

now take your invincible shafts

and drink the water from my gourd

and shoot those swift

flying arrows

into the wretched

heart of God

a third of the world is at stake

my shame it will

swaddle

yours.

Mother, blighting fruits of Earth

opened herself to afford

a way conveyed through bottommost caves

with a clew of umbilical cord

consort supreme to the sovereign Lord

in the dwelling of the Minotaur

in the centre of my greatest shame

I am giving birth to all of yours

In the centre of my greatest shame

I am giving birth to all of yours

In the centre of my greatest shame

I am giving birth to all of yours

I am giving birth to all of yours

VERILY I BUILD

SUCH FRAIL HOUSES

MERRILY I PLUCKED

A CRIMSON POMEGRANATE FRUIT

JEALOUSLY I ATE

THE SEVEN SEEDS

AND THEY TOOK ROOT

MY FRIEND COCKROACH'S MACHETE

SLASHED IN HALF MY SUIT

(verily

I

build

such

frail

houses)

I BEAT THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD

(WE BEAT THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD!)

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM

WITH MY DRUM WITH MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

I HOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD

(WE HOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD!)

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM IN MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

BEHOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD

(WE HOLD THE ILLNESS OF THE WORLD!)

I AM THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD

(WE ARE THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD)

I HOLD THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD

(WE ARE THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD

WE ARE THE SICKNESS OF THE WORLD)

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM

IN MY DRUM IN MY

DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM DRUM!

I cried out

anyone who hears

rise up from your deep sleep

and the sleeping one awoke and wept

wiping bitter tears, saying:

"who calls me?

where has my hope come from

as I lie in the depths of this prison?"

my art is a sickness

heart a madness

an empty and cracked

bowl of a dream

and the artifice

of a tight squeeze

as if somehow someone might be

holding in my mesentery

and keeping all my organs

in.

I live as a window

a window into Others' lives

teaching them all lessons

them lessons about Light

and how it touches

Every

Disgusting

Thing.

God, I am hungry -

and praying -

to be

remembered

(my face contained in silver cloche)

and I am praying

not

to be forgot.

I live as a widow

Being -

a fickle

and so prickly

thing.

hingeing on a swinging door

a hall of mirrors I abhor

and what's more

trust, but diseased

encrusted anxiety

rusted in fallacious apathy

then whittled by chisels

into visages of femininity

to capture men as winged statues

quivering on dewy ropes

I pull from out

of me

strings of violins, a cello, and a double bass

and the web of dirges dance in the mandibles of silence

I devour my love

and wonder

where

it's gone.

I

devour

my

love

and

wonder

where

it's

gone.

"I am the providence of pure Light", I replied -

"I am the thought of the Virgin Spirit

raising you up to an honoured place!

Rise up!

Remember what you have heard!

Trace back your roots

to me -

the merciful one.

Guard

against the poverty demons

guard

against the chaos demons

guard against ALL WHO WOULD BIND YOU!

AWAKEN!

STAY AWAKE!

RISE

OUT OF THE DEPTHS

OF THE UNDERWORLD!"