swilow
Bluelight Crew
Anthems to the Shelter of Dusk*
Your bruises are
heavy with water
swollen by the punch of rain
You deflect sunlight but
it shines through-
waxy yellow.
You define etheral-
dawning day and
morning glory.
You whisper thunder.
You spit ice.
You cry replenishment.
Rebirth heralds your empy womb
You shout silence;
over and under~
You sustain decay
and impart rot to childe,
purged from Womb.
The sun is your
abortifacient though
your sperm as well.
What are you?
You have no name-
and many,
You enthrone god and bleed
into emptiness...
I call you "SKYE"
as I wave hello
to you and your friends.
Your bruises are
heavy with water
swollen by the punch of rain
You deflect sunlight but
it shines through-
waxy yellow.
You define etheral-
dawning day and
morning glory.
You whisper thunder.
You spit ice.
You cry replenishment.
Rebirth heralds your empy womb
You shout silence;
over and under~
You sustain decay
and impart rot to childe,
purged from Womb.
The sun is your
abortifacient though
your sperm as well.
What are you?
You have no name-
and many,
You enthrone god and bleed
into emptiness...
I call you "SKYE"
as I wave hello
to you and your friends.
- title lifted and fiddled with from Emperor's "Anthems to the Welkin at Dusk"...
