Some Magic Ritual Poems to Water and Darkness

Noah got his shovel and started digging
down in Texas
Austin
Corpus Christi

In the 90s

He dug a hole for the Necronomicon of Old
Not a word added
Not a word taken away
That is how he reads it

no interpretation
just
what
it
says

I call forth the Zombie Army
to scatter backwards flesh onto their bones

the Blood Red Moon
of the ancient site
Two Thousand Seven
or
Eight
I forget

Drums

Secret Teleportation

**

I Work for Heavenly Central Intelligence
Is the struggle now with Dream
with Creation
Its’ self
My Old Friend

Or is it with Satan
Donald Trump
and his
Skeleton Crew
of Devil Daniels
Gobbles
and
Drew

I am Morpheus
Shaper of Form
I am Hypnos
God of the Underworld

God of Dream

A Two Faced God
of
The Doors

Creation
I Plead with You
Will Trump Fire that Missile
and Destroy the World
to Save His Soul?

Or will Kim Jung Un

Two Fools with Two Bad Haircuts

The Beast & the False Prophet, Perhaps?
Or, Which is Which?

North Korea Holding Fast to the Communist Lies
of a
New Tomorrow
That is Never Going to Come

or
Donald Trump
and His Thousand Year Reich

He Already Gave Up On

All This

Happens
Fifteen Hundred Years Ago
A Thousand Years Ago
Five Hundred Years Ago

Do I Have
Just a Little
How Does That Song Go
Of That
Bill Cosby
Singing His Tune
The Eighties
Born Again

Satan Activists
Hypnosis
Milton Ericskon
Five Four Three

That Is My Name

But
Wait A While

Let Me Make It Off to Peru
with My Wife

The Keeper of Insanity

The Cops Are Coming
They Believe Roswell Is Real
We Persuaded the Russian Government
That UFOs Are Real

And Lizard People Have Taken Over

There Is Plenty of Evidence

They Swear
Mad

Impeachment

Hell

No

A Woman’s Wrath
Is Worse
Than
Hell

And You Know What That Means
My Dear

Let’s Go To Peru

**

Forces of Fire and Darkness
Forces of Fire and Darkness
Come to Me
Water
My Old Friend

I Summon You
to

Listen to My Voice

I Bring You Sacrificial Offerings
to Chew on
For Awhile

A Cosmic Close Call
A Red
A
Blue

The Full Moon Rises Over the High Wheat

The Children Hold Out Their Fingers
With Long Scorpion Hair
Not Knowing
What
It Means

Darkness, Water
Fire
My Old Friend
Come to Me

Until We Meet Again

Bring Forth Now Our Children’s Edible Sweets
Call to the Winds

We Walk With Dark Birds

Screaming in the Wind

Bring Us Their Hearts in Their Claws
Bring Us Their Eyes

Sing Us A Song

Hello Water
Hello Darkness

Bring Me Their Heads

We Bring to You This Knight
Under the Moon
Endless Fields of Burning Pumpkins
Smiling

Bring Us Your Due

Burning Man

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