Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Dream time

Dreamed I was trying to save this man from death. Death was like being rotten and threadbare under water screaming hollowness. The instrument of death was a gun. The gun was shot and went through this quarter making a perfect hole. I was in some huge garage.  The killer was a henchmen who could turn into a snake like creature made of paper. I was tricking it into laughter. I woke myself up talking to it. I had two souls to save from him, the souls were brothers. Pigment, concrete, machines. I also dreamed before that I was tending this couple. They were sleeping together on the ground in this huge theater kind of back stage among light rigging and props. I was taking double handfuls of wet sand and patting their hips. They were spooning. I was careful not to wake them. I was scared the man would rape me if he woke up. The woman was my sister. Somehow that gave the man the right to take me if he so desired. I did not like that. I started building bigger hips and thighs on my own body with the sand. I was sitting on my knees thinking of cleopatra. There were electrical circuits under the sand and machines for me to manipulate. .......

Monday, October 24, 2011

Lately drumming

pretend I'm going to sleep
Dreaming of c batteries
Thinking of the perfect lover
Touching myself
Blazing a path from my yoni to my heart
A stroke of lightning
In my kitty bed
In my brothers closet
Unbeknownst to them all
I stoke the fire inside
Burning hotter than the sun
Between my thighs 
Pillars of joy
Cocked and loaded
Ansy Trigger finger 
Disco fever in my pj's
Pushing the limits
Of my own pleasure
Fingers in my mouth
Suckling the flesh
Of my own rare fruit
Exploring the possibilities
Fiddler in the shadows
Getting to know me
Increasing velocity
At the thought of you
Inside me pushing
All boundaries
My pulse like a drum
Signaling other tribes
Explosions of shattered magick
Flying through space
Out of time
My secret song
Fills the air
With headiness