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Monday, September 27, 2010

Ode to Asmodeus

Ode to Asmodeus

Oh how I want
to watch
the water snake
in the valley;
creeping between
Alpine mounds
brown as Santos mahogany,
bending to the curve of
earth;
quaking,
quivering,
breathing a sigh,
beading to the rhythm of my pace.
Joined union it was,
I melted into Her,
She + I --> We,
and We melted together
as i traveled
along paths,
no maps needed.
different means of transportation
necessary.
Tramping among the Mothers of Earth, indeed.


Oh how i miss the warm earth
covering my ears!
Affirming cries
of wanton
heard just above
the well just
in between the
delicate folds of the earth.
Oh how i miss
soft beating,
onomatopoeia
of emotions coming from
within.
Different lands emit
a different song,
some Sirens,
some Banshee.

Oh how I lived to draw
from a well,
taste of elemental
sin, sweet phermonic
narcotic of a chronic
nature; even
new wells presented a
glory, the mystery of
parting the doors,
ringing a bell,
solving mechanical
puzzles and labyrinths only
to have sustenance flow free
to me;
a glutton you made me
Asmodeus.

You drew me with
every intent i'd
withdraw,
drawing up Spirit,
no more nectar,
only Living Water--
an acquired taste, you
damned Asmodeus.
You caused the Living Water
to be bitter to my taste,
damned one,
ruler on the earth
for which i
dwelled helplessly,
looking for my opiate
of men.
Little do you know,
Asmodeus,
this Pool i draw from
is like Liquid Multivitamin,
healing me.
And I miss you.
But no longer can i want you
within me again,
you damned one.
So be gone! Bounce off my armor!

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