Prepare for my obeisant homage
All written down for you
Words display the respect I relay
Ink swirled in love dancing true
Ink Dripping Homage
Parade Me Books
Parade me books so that I may understand all the pain that the world can hold and all the struggles that suffocate a human life. Don’t let me die naive to the agonies of existence. Don’t let me pass without living each and every way in between the black ink of every story.
Ink Circulates Magick
The ink circulates words like magick making them visible from my hand. The notebook now full, I lift the tome heavy with ink flowing through it word for word like blood flows through me. The volume recognizes a piece of myself transfered letter by letter. I smile at the magick as I tuck it away.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 