If you are in or near P-town, you have no excuse to stop reading this, and get your lazy brunch loving butt up to Wild Abandon. Se 24th and Belmont. Yes. Do it now.

For the rest of you, here's some new poetry. It's classic me-style. I haven't decided on a title, so we'll just go with the first line: Reaping Chaos

Reaping chaos at gothic towers tilted, lending visions

To the alchemists searching for pleasures beyond mortal design

Standing there, just beyond the gates

I meet a perilous gaze

Promising eternity for my humanity

Embracing darkness and passion, evoking ancient rights

Rainfall at Moonrise

signals the bound to break leather ties

To worship in Lunar form and rites

Diana Huntress, Pan Lord of Nymphs

Wild Hunt without end

Showers the rain upon us again

Rational thoughts overcome by our Dance of Madness

Walk the Dark Path, Serpentine Lycanthrope

Spell under Venus, Minerva beckons to you

Midnight chorus in melody, screaming night-chords in fabulous beauty

I’ll share with you my life

For a touch of pure Bliss

 A sacrifice for love, eternal Kiss.

 

If you couldn't tell, lately I've been having an influx of modern goth culture seep into my skin. Blame the new boy.

But, and I may have said it once,
I am, everyday, a romantic. So, yes, I guess I am gothic, but not of the common conception. For I celebrate life and death, and not just the darker parts of the two.

That's my story, and I'll not change it.

And a song to leave you with this morn:

" Tell me
Remind me
Chase the water racing from
the sky
Always beside me
Taste the memories running
from my eyes
Nervous flashlights scan my
dreams
Liquid shadows silence their
screams
I smile at the moon
Chasing water from the sky
I argue with the clouds
Stealing beauty from my eyes

Outside the soundness of your
mind
Bathing your soul in silver tears
Beneath a blackened summer sky
Praying for time to disappear

Beneath a summer sky
Under glass moonlight
Night awaits the lamb's arrival
Liquid shadows crawl
Silver teardrops fall
The bride subsides to her
survival

By your hand
I've awakened
Bear this honor in my name"

"Under a Glass Moon", Dream Theater, "Images and Words"

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