Kris Miss Something about junkiesNew York city sleazethe hands of clap, murder wrap, electric razor bleeds I seen you reflecting neoncigarette burns on your wristscity grime in your auburn wig, bruises on your knees Let’s celebrate the city that never sleeps24 hour opportunitycocaine flowing freely Take a BIG Bite from the Big Apple, yellow trailsContinue reading “Kris’s Miss”
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Lost
Lost Wondering city streets A bottle of cheap ass wine my sideIt’s been empty for nearlyTwenty Two Fucking YearsYet I don’t tell a soulAnd No One even cares I’ve done Shit that would haveMade our populous ExtinctShit that would make you cringe(If you knew the Truth)Let’s just sayKarma is another word forSurvival Cockroaches reading NewspapersDungContinue reading “Lost”
The Truth Begins
LL🖤🥀 The Lying Bane of my existance, You Do NOT lead someone on and then Ghost them and blame it on “Bi-Polar”… Not too effective when you have the same condition, yet I don’t treat people like Assholes, especially people i process to love then unfriend them, block them from other social platforms, and afterContinue reading “The Truth Begins”
Blood and Dirt
There will Be MORE to come in the ensuing days as the spotlight…. TRUE Spotlight reveals All……(and much Much MORE) ……SO, uh Uhm …..I’m the liar? Call the #authorities Report me to #facebookTell my #family? Play #Victim and try to #Gaslight me? Sorry babe…… I’m #DONEThe “PEOPLE” were Correct From the Start#Sus #Sketch #User BloodContinue reading “Blood and Dirt”
Universal Feel
It’s a sad world, where what I feel is “normal”. I didn’t realize that there was was so much purposefully inflicted pain.It breaks my heart that is a universal feeling of abandonment, where castles in the sky have come crashing into a violent ocean of silence. Where magick kings have become dethroned, and cast asContinue reading “Universal Feel”
Six Lines/ A Pain Endours
Six Lines/ A Pain Endours She comesand she is feltby mourning breathalong with silencefaceless shadowsserpentine desire She comesas raven clawthe huntressthe golden chalicethe holy torchUnspoken vaticination She comes with wild eyeslying heartdesperate intentionsFuneral grandeurTo ghost the innocent She CameAnd destroyedBreaking PromisesHiding her facewithin her actionLaughing at his pain MB93 2023🌒🌕🌘 SMIB 93/93
Come Bite the Apple
Come Bite the Apple It was just going on past Fourththirty and he was more than ready to call it a day. Reognizing and recategorizing the studies vast and ancient book collection was more than a little tedious to say the least. He grabbed his car keys and his jacket and started to make hisContinue reading “Come Bite the Apple”
You are Not Broken
Follow these Steps~ 1) it is Not you Job!!!To put a Smile on everyoneYou are Not alone feeling that either! I was Just explaining that to a very Special someone JUST Today! Making others happy, is idealistically Great! But, No one refills the coffers, gives Back what you give, and I understand that is notContinue reading “You are Not Broken”
Wasted Angel
Wasted Angel Wasted angelGargoyle rooftopsguardiansSee the cummingOfSinister Samdressed inshadowsarmed with switch blade Talents He can carve his Name Into anybody’s soul All aboardLast reproachHeremains aloneIn a distant Dusty seat Of the LastScheduledPassenger cartheL trainSlowly rollsaway… Three stops laterAt precisely 12:05am(the dicks would later call in) BrandishingHis knife-edgedneon IntentExposes her breast In Full form In publicContinue reading “Wasted Angel”
Queen Bessie 👑
Queen Bessie 👑 Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie 👑”
Candy
Candy The Lower East Side clothed himConcreteBathed his soulHe dropped candylike Jesus gave away fishHe takes not saves souls This Fat Cat Groovy GroomerSpread out Fifty dollar thunderclouds like peacock feathersReeling in and stealingSixteen year old hookersJailbait on crackdrugstore prostitutesfedfrom his gaudeOver jeweledprimate hands A real Mr. East RiverBig BIG SmileOversized teeth andLIPSHis breath wreakingContinue reading “Candy”
✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨
You are an empty Meme.. an unused sticker of both fate and loneliness… Spinning on a Pit over fire and coal This is where you will identify you *self* as headless as a pig the you are. Heed my words… Thy WILL be done, and sadly there is no return nor redemption for your emptyContinue reading “✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨”
Friends of Fire
Friends of fireFriends ofgreat wastelandSister of MarianYou never cared Oh Babylon RisingI was more than wrongThe blind elementalOf the Scarlet WomanThatFor meNever Existed Through tempered fireAnd Pain forged before meI behold secrets and liesThat I was Never clever enuffTo bare or endure as NowYour purposeful silenceIs absolutely both poisonAs well as deafening The wasted RiddleContinue reading “Friends of Fire”
$ale!!!!!!
“Para todos mis hermanos y hermanas góticos”Book Link Below:🌒🌕🌘 93/93 “Todos somos Brujos y MagosTenemos las llaves del cosmosy las muchas dimensiones.Por ritos y diseñoSomos los creadoresdesde donde se alinean las estrellasDe voces antiguasnos regalaron el verdadero conocimientode los recursos divinosy por intencionesCreamos y definimos nuestro universodesde muy adentroNosotros mismos” Something Witchy This Way ComesContinue reading “$ale!!!!!!”
The Chaff
Separating the wheatFrom the chaffDiscarding the uselessFrom the beautifulAlchemy performedWith the sting of a beeNatural order of what’sMeant to be as the throngsOf divinity Shine uponThe reflective Growthof grace cumming untoIt’s own.So mote it be93
Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon
Here…. 93/93… ✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon …. I see through bullshit intents and the lies of the broken bird of eternal potential and this laying corpse of the dead butterfly of change that would and could not. I See Things that do not manifest within the eye within the Eye of Horus, before us,Continue reading “Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon”
Prophecy
Too many Kings Following swingRum diary orgies inThe City of Sin Blasphemous heat wavesScorch the tired earthWhere hunters andGatherers met in Sacred circlesCallingUnifyingWith the Needs ofThe Land Centuries old evocationsCeremonial birth rites Performed by the fewRemaining ancestorsOf the ancient tribe Tudinu Heal ReclaimRenewEmpowerUnci Maka Shaman smokeEcho chantingsCircles drawn With feathers and Ash Fire, crossingDimensional divinationUponContinue reading “Prophecy”
L’enfant Artiste
Colour by numbers is a trick of open spectrum light. The skin, the fading hair, the lost moments reflecting and capturing vibrant active imaginations of the youth. We marveled at the subtle hues, and feathered brush strokes, breathing life understanding death.. working coloured oils into two dimensional canvases. Our focus and concentration, bordering on brilliance,Continue reading “L’enfant Artiste”
Her
I think she was a former addict, a prostitute, as well as a local barfly….. Somehow Somewhere, She lost the precious rose. Long ago with the stolen spark of kindergarten eyes. Up and down these cold and dirty streets, more victim than martyr shot up with track mark abuse. Her pockmarked scars screamed “I amContinue reading “Her”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 