poetry

I am Angerona Cerulean
Goddess of Silence, of Death and Sn*w,
Queen of Iceland, the Ice Age and
the Queen of Swords. the Queen of spades.
I Am a butterfly
so why don't open my third eye?

I am A Magician, a 1, a number One
I Am an attack of the 20 feet woman

I am a hermit, I the whole, in a
hOle
spiralholes in my eYes
my lAMp will show me the waY.

Although I M froZen in all the Is
U canNOt hold me forever

i am a moth and a butter fly
a nine of seven and 7even of nine
the fourth form of the enneangle
showing me the things of shapes to come
and really, i am the Darkest Elf

the moon shines on my white face
warms me
until i decIde leaving my cave
THEe Sun, number one
the childlike overman
become
and a new morning is here

I watch the norns turning their
wheel chair
singin' spinning
eating some fruits of loom, slowly bobbin away
taking with them their spICE, that controls the NEWniverse

i play lay down in the park
with friends of mine
i've found today in my head

I got a black hOle in my pockhat, suckin'
U in
then spitting yoU out
I sLay yS + U lay down

i am the all and NOthing ClOWn, polishing my fancy crOWN,
the Egomon of the number ninehundred pukémon colLEction

a quiet laugh escapes my lips
as i count to SX and die
as winter goes by

death in june