unedited writings; basically stream-of-consciousness
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I could write
upon your eyes
lighting up your sky
with nothing to show
but your own dark clothes
of nothing.

Nothing but your dark
clothes show as the
sky lights up
your eyes.

Take me as I am
I am neither here
nor there, but am
just a piece in your eyes
to ride upon and
write upon your life book.

Flowing downward
onward we go
I cling to the sides
but there is nothing to hold
sailing as you take me
scaling the walls I try
but there are no walls
to scale
in this empty hollow
of darkness.

Can you see
the light in your eyes
that darkness brings
its ring of fire.

Onward we march
along the night ward sky
downward we go
hidden from those above
who know nothing
of that we bring
to the earth above.

Dance. I say DANCE
to the darkness
the light of your life.
It’s a celebration
of life and sacrifice.

Take this with you
wherever you go
or you shall be forbidden
to know what we know.

What? You don’t want to know
what we know? Dare you say
such a vile thing?
Shackle her. Spank her.
Smack her. Beat her.
Tie her. Rape her.
Spin her. Hang her.
Leave her to dry
or die by light of day.

Must oh must
we pull her away.
Never. She hasn’t learned
her lesson for today.

Make her believe
Nothing has happened
and It’s not true.
Then shove her down
into the mine of minds
and she will eat the dirt
of light and right
and see the left of light
that illuminates the dark
of righteous right.

Yes, that’s more like it.
There she is.
Wanting to know
and desperate to do
whatever she is told.

The fight is gone
We have won
but never fear dear,
it’s only just begun.