I sought to excise the unruly elements from my life, but
Found that in me there was
An irreducible unruliness that would not be subdued

I sought to excise the unruly elements from my life, but
Found that in me there was
An irreducible unruliness that would not be subdued
My desire grows
In darkness, secret
Places, yearns for touch
Bitter catharsis
Leaves me drained, devoid,
Exhausted, reborn
While I strive to not delude
Myself, neither can I bathe
In endless atrocities
I would not be a mage of
Any worth had I not burnt
Every tome before you came.
You may torture and kill me
But you will never learn the
Secrets of my mystic arts.
Cry not for rescue
While there is fight left
In your heart and bones
I awaited the
Descent of Seraphim to
Protect me. Instead,
I got the shit kicked
Out of me. Later, when I’d
Healed, I resolved that
I would become that
Angel for others who was
Never there for me.
After he first was
Spoken to by Barbelith,
He began to see
Her glyph everywhere;
In graffiti, reflected
In rainwater, and
Tattooed on the chest
Of the beautiful woman
He had just now met
She fell so softly
Through the milky water, her
Scarlet gown turned to
Alabaster, as
She breathed her last and became
Immortal in stone.