I could have slayed you with the love
the world gave me
I hold it within
the gleaming eyes of all the souls of
prostitutes, gamblers, beggars
priests and politicians
BANG!
SOME good Samaritan fell to his knees
and kissed the ground with
blood from his giving heart dropping
falling breathing the acrid air —
the devil frowned
falling to his knees!
And I have no sweetness left
and no more dreams to give,
that buzzing bee within my soul
found a hole within my heart!
Potnia! I can see you spread
your golden wings
the Pure Mother Bee!
:: 04-10-2015 ::
