Category: Poetry

It is your exact Body; your Price is accurate

The Hearts of who I am ~ Trying to call you out on your bullshit –Mom/Sweetie Pie ~ If you’re honking your Horn ~ This is great Pleasure ~ I agree ~ The blessings of the Oracles ~ Walk bone dry to meet me out of the Woods ∞ Doesn’t to be black, brown or anything, it can…

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{VII} The Chariot {The Wild Hunt}

‘In the darkness of night, a terrifying howl rips through a storm-laden sky. A savage phantom army of hideous horses and wild dogs hunt down the damned and carry bad omens for those who dare to spy. Their ruthless display knows no mercy as their unearthly wails fore-shadow death. The volatile sky contrasts with the…

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