Rhythms of Vision

The earth

is the fire

and lust

is the life

no stopping it

now

your love

for the knife

she knows

the

hard well

and making

it

twitch

just waiting

to open

her sacred stitch

On the night

of the moon

the rites

of the witch

odyssey's near

you've lost

to the *****

Rhythms of vision

tear

at your mind

the evil

you feel

feels

so more

than kind