Thursday, January 12, 2017

Walla Walla



Flip side twin peaks.
 two cups of water balance
 and alchemy the twins
harmony tricked to fruition
Pretty words my blades.

 Through the darkness of
 future's past the magician
longs to see, one chants out
between two worlds fire, walk with me.
 Flame is Our Lady.
 Flame is Her Hair
I am the Bird of Flame
Walk With Me.

It's clear now, seeded.
When it blooms, there was
no wasted time. I'm crowned.
It is clear why the whore
is sacred. It's clear.
New Black Lunar Mansion.
Seeded.

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