Restless in the Afternoons
Restless in the afternoons
beloved, where are you rushing to?
raiding the candlelight, I waited for you in the districts of midnight
transcendent as the stars wilderness
I died in the abattoir of fire
sodium veins spilling from streetlights
into the teeming evenings
the decadence! of an ending empire
the decadence! of the terrors we survived
temple and tempest
Madonna of the Heartbeats
rising in Wild Genesis
your auroral soul
this era of fire desire
your meteor soul
across the cosmos
This is how I survive the gift of flight
You were my dream
A masquerade in wandering Eden
Overflowing worlds consumed by ouroboros
This devouring universe eating itself
Possess me, being of metamorphosis
Burning during this era of fire
I was a wound growing voids
A void growing wounds
Daylight saints breaking from dawn and delight
This is the era of fire
This is how you die
Madonna of the vortex worlds
Madonna of the midnights, why would you hide?
western sunset in its fleshless red ascension
we were California’s slumbering creatures
wayward you walked wanderer
in the drowning worlds of blood I floundered
devouring splendor the Absolute
this violent intrusive miracle
from a catastrophe of dark angels
nameless restless terrors in Time’s disk
and I witnessed—
beings devouring beings in fertile city labyrinths
tell me in this twilight
beloved where are you rushing to?
doves possessed by a god of the gusts
Madonna make me a monument of fury
shiftless seasons in the dead Gardens of Genesis
Dreamless I desired this era of fire
Before the rooftops of the world
You rise and die
I demand you witness me, collapsing Paradise
I died twice
Once for desire
Once for appetite
Restless in the lazing afternoons
I followed your footfalls and their soft echoes
Tessellating with the winter starlight
I followed you to the vortex worlds
and in the miasma of a city a spring rose
Dreamless I desired this era of fire
there were wars in my arteries
fleshless ascension
decipher me under starlight
this is how you survive the stillness of beginnings
wasteland in dark angels throats
your auroral soul rising in the smoke
ascending fire, irradiate me
like interstellar space your silence was an unfathomable vacancy
barbiturates from the stations of starlight
marauder Heaven sent angels with their dark cargoes
to draw the curtains of dusk
Dawn the Ancestor
my sister the seraph of summer
what grand sabbath death
this era of fire transfigure me
I was a whisper of winter lightning
along the roads of oblivion
slumbering in lazy Californian afternoons
Dreamless I desired this era of fire
you were a fragile whisper of winter lightning in fleshless sunset skies
desire this era of fire I survived
slumbering in the afternoons
beloved where are you rushing to?
