Scarlet Woman’s Ghost

Like a coffin, he just wanted closure

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Jack Parson’s Scarlet Women
#OTO #Thelema #Crowley #Cameron

Scarlet dreams beneath venetian blinds
a warm breeze comes through the bedroom window, waltzing across linen sheets. Velvet skin and limbs, tied together in knots making promises, with their eyes that forever could not deny.

Nocturnal wilderness, harbors magick and butterflies, bonfires stoke the pyre of fleeting glimpses. The wind echoes cold death as liars and laughing gnombs pierce the heart of love and faith, and leave the once beautiful and melancholy dream to fade into the ghosts of sand and pain.

I love you

He whispered
One last time,
as the mystery and silence grew into eternity. His hollow shell of his former self, trying to gasp for air for one final breath.

Where are you

Why have you forsaken me
Was I not the man I was meant to be…

His head lowered
Fitting for the gallows
His body numb and void of answers

To be or not to be……
Does it really fucking matter.

He felt the pains of betrayal
The frozen grip of being ghosted
by the one he more than loved.

The insanity of it all
He bound himself to his word
Still afflicted with undying love
This fever of loss endures just the same.

All would be fixed, in a moment of resolve,
if he could hear her voice
know she was safe, feel her smile, reassure him that she wasn’t lost, just making her way through the darkness.

He felt lost
He felt like a fool
Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
This loneliness, this void he created, to make room in his life for her and her alone.

He… Believed in HER. Promised HER the world. Suicidal shadows crept along the Californian streets, where he was building a home, nesting for her arrival.

The sun glared in his eyes as he felt their dreams would never be realized. Empty Heart, Empty Soul, Empty Life… That was once So promising.

He may have swallowed something other than his pride, resting his head down upon the ground, and waited…
just waiting
just…waiting

Not knowing what happened
Had he done something wrong
Could he have changed anything
or was this his lot in life.. another
Brick in the wall…

Only

She knew

Only

She had the answers

The answers that would probably
Never Never … Arrive

MB93
2023
SMIB
R.I.P.
🌒🌕🌘

was this….. goodbye?

Like a coffin
He just wanted closure…

Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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