Seek her in graveyards
or crossroads at moon’s dark
Await her dark gifts.
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Like a prayer to gods
not yet dreamed of..
I’m not a beggar for your understanding
I express myself and move on
Madness, holy and profane
we have both flavours here
along with others Ben & Jerry never dreamed of
Dogs and Jackals howling in the distance
bring back feelings
bring back failings
i had thought long since laid to rest
Illusions, Delusions, Confusions…
Hecate hints at them all….
she seduces me with my sorrow
and succours me with foul blood
and tho I love the nighttime
I hunger for the morn…