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1. Ferocious Weights

NEVER once he knew what war
I keep the hour vicious
Used my body to fatten his voice
Our eyes weakened under drippings
Look to the south for your muse, she's there
Eggs in five palaces looming
Embrace her, replace her heart
Kiss her, change your life
Kiss her. change your life
Such a bleak desire
To have you with me when I die
In hymnance of my leaden veins
I smell your blood each night

2. A Conception Pathetic

He beckons from across the languid room, eyes wild like oceans, caught up and glittering ! Everything 'comes all dark, save
those embers that burn right through my quaking soul! The old man is frightened and waiting to die; she looks on from her LUNAR
perch and laughs, \"One sip from this cup of steaming wine, and then you dream!\" No more, now is night. Poison! They all sing to
me, stars in their brightness, and young, singing in golden cages, rough-hewn by some dead race! I saw in one room a CANDLE, and
in another a votive WREATH. Which shall crucify me? Which shall resurrect me? Rain from her mouth doth heal! Let it run through
me! I kiss her silken lips! And breasts that heave with passion e'er growing!
We couched below the flowers dead! And gave new life to them! No! Not in this place! By starlight he'll come to devour us
all! Through terrors he'll rise to hurt us!

3. Undine and Underwater Flowers

The waves speak quietly to me
When the tempest sleeps deep beneath.
I wish that I could give to you
The sun before it weds the west.
My tears mingle soft with the sea
Though I dream that you could taste them.
Lay with me our bridal bed
Dance a moonlit path thereon
Lay with me above the dead
That drift with tides kiss upon.
My undine beauty, thou hast seen
The coral kingdoms, silence, peace
The moon and stars I would forsake
To gaze into thy starry eyes
The azure sky seems not so deep
As azure oceans, amidst sleep.

4. The Ocean, The Kingdom, and The Temptation

The rolling tide of a sea gone mad whispers in its undine seductive lullabye. And I want the Lady Sea's moist hands to cover
me. The kingdom, and its watery shades of most alluring blue invite me in aquatic dreams to sleep inside her mighty womb. The dry
lungs of death shall burst in the misty depths, shadowed. As I fall below the light of sun and the drudgery of mankind's sins.
The sea, it calls unending to me. My sleep is hindered. The poisonous air in a suffering world is too great a burden to be had by
me. The crushing weight of maddening stage, the only delights in the arms of sin, and my will to live is weakening.
The sea nymphs glide through courseless heaven, drawing me through to the formless might and splendour of castles glistening,
the temples 'neath the churning waves that ever haunt my dreams. I bade farewell to the sun and stars and the wind that calls in
vernal song. For off I go to the land below, and pray the liquid fills me more than the air I so reluctantly share. Off to the
kingdom that's flooded my dreams and has been reflected in my saddened tears.

5. Pondering a Wall

Here am I, red and sour. Mine eye smiling to thy side!
He lives in a river
From Carina's door
Washing out the devourer
Of dying acres
Maybe salvation deserves this?
All in my hand overcame me.
Eyes on you, I drowned in yours, and then
My house forsook me.
Lithely trickling away, my name from thee
In a slumber-call...
Hast thou dreamt my name?
Haste, my weight is hollow.
Speak, and it saves me.
Haste, speak, trust me.
Atop a hill, a marvelous night's
Lustrous vistas mark the year,
Creeping across the barony.
Phantoms flicker with a licking breeze,
Admonishing thee of wicked pleasure.
I scheme to renounce my treasure
With a furtive smile, silence
But tears, they stream for thee
Thou! Lusting a dungeon
This land is like... a goblet of the thick
And black!
Brim-filled before the moon-crest
I'm pondering a wall
And poised with knives
And then, I look at you
(Secretly, of course)

6. Catharsis of Sea-Sleep and Dreaming Shrines

In my dreams I see no nearer god.
The waves that move,
They pierce my drifting soul.
With want I reach in vain to grasp the sun
As off it falls beneath the dancing fields
And paints fore'er this spout-girt majesty!
O, slimy things!
I yearn to hear you sing from depths as deep as stars doth shine
From realms of light above.
I wish to hear thee sing!
O, ammonite with aeon-closed eye!
Speak to me in water-tongues
And grant to me the eyesight you once saw
The Sea-gods with!
My voyage as above, so below
Upon a dreaming ship I sail
Upon my life I conjure they whom no dry eyes have seen
Since sleep hath stolen over forms and sunken temples built
By gods themselves!
Alone I embark for cities immersed
In depths of thought and caverns full of dreams!
What corals dress this city fallen?
What the magick language lost one-thousand leagues?
Nightmare! Come, and speak to me
From beneath the waves that rock young ships
To slumber sweet
Gods, caress me with thy chthonic hands
Steep my mind with the beauty of a vision-world
And bury me in temples where my soul
Can e'er explore these realms of madness submerged!

7. Blight of River-Systems

Snow, and drugs
That make every visage angelic!
Then came my secret dream of the girl
My warrior with a foot like a doe
Walking for inspiration,
I learned which of you is the One.
Kissing, but not moving
Loving, unmoving
But this is said in a coquettish trance
Dampens my book, thoughts come quick
I almost love you,
But I kiss you the way I kiss Maria
And she, with a foot like a doe!
I was swept away
When the choirs in your shiny eyes cast
Little drops of water on everything
O, Slayer of trickery!
My shoulders hold more than a swarm of devils!.
Whence came the Blight of the churning rivers?
You spoke like a dragon
My queen, my angel
Scion of anguish, I cherish your anguish
This is a promise and you are a dove
I quit this grief with obsequies
Snowfall beautifies humanity
But charm is lost with enhanced design
Bind my lips with the purest vine!


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