Saturday, May 1, 2010

Can Grown Men Still Have Wet Dreams

Elegy of a witch

Women who are you?
A prisoner of the angels.
Woman why are you crying?
is the rain of April.
Woman is in your heart?
The abyss of the universe.
is my realm
the darkest night where they have access
blonde angels
threatening purity.
disheveled witches will have power
black as the night flying

free and not afraid of the fire. Finally, do not fear

White or Sleeping Beauty Sleeping Beauty.
not come knocking at my house
Hansel and Gretel fools!
Only the blind and the lame
have access to my night. In the darkness of eternal

silence the voice of the witch console them.
Sublime melody
the choirs of angels unaware.

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