{uno

In the Back of my Mind
The Ghost Ship Looms
Blackened Bruise like Bloody Rose Blooms
A Memory of a Dead Boy
A Memory of a Boy-Toy Soldier
Pushing me Forward
And Far from Being Cornered.

The Spectrum within is Changing.
The Spectrum Paints the Hollow in my Chest....

                S  o  r   r  o  w.
                E c s t a t i c s.
                P  a  s  s  i  o n.

The three primary colors of the Human Spirit
                 Glow like a Beacon
Announce my Position like Treason
                 A   Heart   on   the  Sleeve
                 Is Worth Two in the Hand...?
                 p     e     r     h     a     p    s...
Like a
                          Light
                         House
                         t h  a t
                        t  e  l  l s
                      m e   where
                   t o    ...    l a n d
       ⁱ  s     _t   h   ^e   r   _e    s  ^u  c  _h   a   ^t  h  _i  n  ^g   a  s_.._.
Swim Fish Swim,
Swim little Selkie,
          to   s h o r e,
Where Land and Water Meet
Walk Away, Little Selkie
Where once you Walked imprint Your Feet
Telltale Signs they Wash Away
With the coming of a Brand New Day.



{dos

I step on Sand
Sweet moist Land
Ambiguous world;
I begin to understand
Though I Fear it,
The Hurricane in my Heart
Fury, Passion
Perhaps it's time I learned this art.

And the Mother,
The Amphithere Enigmatic
Relieves me of my Symptomatic...
Relieves me of my Inner  Addict...

...Childlike Delusions are Cast Aside
The Doors to the Darkmind Thrown Wide

Shed the skin of the Dolphin.
         Leave the Seaside
               Shed the Skin of the Feline
                     Leave the Daylight

               Walk the Desert!
                       Walk the Night!
                    >>The Karst is yours to Tread, my Child.<<
                                                Break Your Chains!
                                                Embrace the Wild!

[She Spread her Wings Wide
   [Took me by my Throat
[And held me under an Ocean of White Noise
   [Relieved my mind of the constricting skin
[The Stagnant Girlhood Whims

           _{{a n d   s h e   w h i s p e r e d   a   p r a y e r}}

                            Blue Krait, Diamondback
                     Protect Yourself, No Harm in That
                           Copperhead, Cottonmouth
                       Vipers from the West and South
                                              . . .

Pushed under,
I Awake in a Cave
Suspended in the Phosphorescent
Memories of Passed the Present

“Walk the Dark,
Leave your Mark.”


{tres


<sub>Your Human Teachings have only
Given you so much.
Think on this:
Beast as an Element.

                                                                    Like Water or Wood?

Yes. The power of Instinct, of Nature,
of Losing Control.

                                                                  But I like control.

You are not a Beast, Child.
I know that.
But you have the capacity to be so.

                                                                       I sure don't think so.

No... You are a Trickster,
A Fire-Stealer,
Dancing between Beast and Humanity
Reeling through,
Changing.
Always Changing,
Changeling.

                                                                        That's how you Raised me.

Yes. It is.     
Neither Beast nor Man.



                                            You... Are....</sub>    Fae.