I sit beside brooding Satan in a wretched scrap metal Paradise. The gunmetal glory of germs and steel has left a cyberpunk future with bodies on ice, their guts blooming forth in cryochamber pods, for us to fish through their organs and find gold. It is a drag time, it is a rag time, itContinue reading “Scrapmetal Paradise”
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Heart of Gold
Samael is the void birthing horrors, tall as half a tree, red crystal eyes, dressed in abyssal Lovecraftian garb and pale as my doom. I take my scythe and meet his in a clang of metal and steel. “I do not belong to you! This heart is mine,” I rumble, parrying a blow, then twirlingContinue reading “Heart of Gold”
Ariamanus
At first, my leontocephaline king shines like perdition, his crown of fire and long blonde locks and flame eyes atop an encrusted jeweled granite throne, in this hollow blue kingdom, surrounded in the subterranean Paradisaical Perelandra abode by knights of green ivy, a sleeping tyrant my Satan, smirking at me from across the garden walls.Continue reading “Ariamanus”
Lucifer’s Heart
“You are Lucifer’s heart, made grace in Satan’s kiss. You are Lucifer’s heart, made grace in Satan’s eyes.”
ET IN ARADIA, EGO
I see the terpsichore of the universe, Diana the huntress, pursuing the light of Lucifer with her arrows and bow so that he may sire Aradia, Queen of the Witches. She wears a toga that bares her small, pert breasts and has hair of wood bark that unfurls like an elegy. We are in aContinue reading “ET IN ARADIA, EGO”
Satanic Panic
Satan strides in powerful fashion into my view, blood at his lips, blonde hair a mane, his eyes viper red, dressed in silver lamellar armor with pulsing muscle and leather tunica, brandishing a large steel sword that he plunges into angel hearts. He is power, he is might, he is wit, he is fire. HeContinue reading “Satanic Panic”
Velveteen
The seven year old is a towhead, short, a beanpole whose favorite color is purple and who delights in nothing more than books like Harry Potter, a goody two shoes bookworm, with large blue eyes that make Lucifer question his place in the cosmos. She is crying over school in his arms, he has satContinue reading “Velveteen”
Ha Satan
Satan appears with ram’s horns, in a white toga baring luscious pectorals and biceps, black gladiator sandals, with red eyes, long waterfalls of black hair, tan skin like henna and a smirk with fangs accentured ready to bite into my soft parts. This is his second night watching me, with eyes like a gazelle enflamed,Continue reading “Ha Satan”
Infernal Trinity
Lucifer appears in the aether like the Hypostasis of the Archons. He is Eros emerging from wine’s first summer on Earth, grapes from the wine blossom forth, and we are the first vintage of God’s love ever pressed. He is dancing like my Shiva, I Shakti of his immortal coil, hair like the Ganges andContinue reading “Infernal Trinity”
Witchfather
A campfire burns like sin, crackling spitting embers onto the cold grave soil. I am huddled in witch rags of brown rough cloth, pale and starved, making pottage soup over this treacherous flame, in the midst of harrowing woods, in a little hollow by a small boulder which I use to reflect heat, sitting betweenContinue reading “Witchfather”
