For Set

I have not turned away from you My ancient When I saw the black moths Fly from my hands Trying to heal my husband And the circular flapping Of crows wings My fire, my will The sprouting leatherĀ  from my back Such a solitary road ago   Implacable Red Father Poised, Ass-Dog faced Father of […]

Satan

I saw him Sitting Half reclining, naked Honey skinned With curly hair like flax Raw wool Barley rustling in the heat   A beard that looked soft Young and mature all at once Amber eyes Golden, glinting The light of a fresh washed sky behind him Like dawn Like a new morning Wings tawny and […]