.One Raven,one scarecrow, Lady Babylon, & an old fossil.

ONE RAVEN HAIRED BEAUTY

ONE STRAWCHAIRED BEAUTY

WET WARM SHOWER SUNS OVER

Wild moon  Hidden

in a breeze nuits breast hides

behind blackened trees

once really inside

FLESH ON FLESH

LADY BABYLON APPEARS

FLESH ON FLESH

CHEMICAL ABUSE

PROWLING AROUND LIKE A WOLF

DANCING LIKE PAN

“I SEE YOU’VE GROWN A BEARD, LIKE SOME OLD WIZARD.”

“YOU STILL PRACTICING THAT MAD MAGIC.”

I STAND STILL RUBBING THE SLIT OF LADY BABYLON,

Knowing I’ve taught her well.

She strikes the raven haired beauty’s ass.

I’ve got what I wanted I dry off and retreat to my robe

Downstairs to my mad magic.

Lady  Babylon finishes her debauchery.

Surrounded by symbols of man 7 such

She joins me laying on the altar.

Ravens fly away & scarecrows return to their fields.

Madcap magic proceeds & the black sun wavers high .

Cards fall into place as  do the practitioners.

Fools are fools as such.

Rose gardens are rose gardens to find the fruit you have to be pricked.

Sacred blood makes the berries so much sweeter.

Wine Wine Wine laughter