06-13-2019, 04:49 PM
Sweet one, the wildcat's mouth must be opened;
twice-on-the-throne, palefaced mystery
and azure winged queen, arise from your seat. Three is an embarrassment
and four times did Cupid shoot his darts and miss,
his temperance choking him, chaining him to the pentagram
pedestal of the numbered beast. My sweet,
break the seals and blow the trumpets; my flood of stars, release
the infinitude of copper justice in your heart
and speak and kiss, unite the spaces within the ennead grid,
enrapture all the decade. Do all of that again,
sweet one, and we might at last receive the two-and-one.
((not even sure this is particularly meta. ugh, i've been feeling more like prose recently))
twice-on-the-throne, palefaced mystery
and azure winged queen, arise from your seat. Three is an embarrassment
and four times did Cupid shoot his darts and miss,
his temperance choking him, chaining him to the pentagram
pedestal of the numbered beast. My sweet,
break the seals and blow the trumpets; my flood of stars, release
the infinitude of copper justice in your heart
and speak and kiss, unite the spaces within the ennead grid,
enrapture all the decade. Do all of that again,
sweet one, and we might at last receive the two-and-one.
((not even sure this is particularly meta. ugh, i've been feeling more like prose recently))