Queen of Tragedy / Muse of Fever Dreams

 Starstruck / Demons in my Dreams

 

 

(From my book "Alchemy of Melancholia")

Voices of lamias in my head

Peaking violently dizzy heights

Vultures pecking my virgin flesh

Ultramarine corpse, cerulean breaths,

Sapphire blood, kitchen knife blade

Etching fatal canyons in my delicate

Porcelain skin, I didn´t deserve this

I yell, kissing bijou byzantine icons

Turned upside down, you push me

Down in the bushes, give me antichrist

Babies, we dance as beautiful lonely satans,

Angelic strippers of tinsel nectarine

On nembutal of burning hills

My stilletos poke and pierce your

Heavenly eyes, in mephisto dance of

Amethyst siren, flashing syrup of your

Intestinal archipelago, entrancing,

Enchanting you, bewitching your ouija,

Oh, sefirot of misfits, their slit wrists

And dirty punk faces pressed against

Tempestuous silverscreens of howling,

Horny desire, zephir is wild, anacondas

Copulate in feverish hemorrhage of deep

Lunar cuts, Lorelei bedevils doped up

Sailors in her troublesome loins of

Vicious orchids.Their leechy labia flicker

Like pyromaniacs in ecstasy of crimson

Crime, sanguine mermaids suck your ardorous

Itch of salacious maniac, nympho lymphosis

Bites off your listless dewy limbs

Like a cannibal, she screeches jelly blood,

Puking and vomiting fountains

Of bloody tentacles, clairvoyant

Antennas of violated violator, and

Your chopped off head is rolling down

The Neptune Avenue like carnal, fetal

Snowflake, tumor of love, desolate heresy

Of everything I ever believed in,

Blinding sun of nuclear noon

- i killed it with my cold crucifix moon

In obscene gemstone erotica

I devour your cellophane heart,

That useless piece of pulsating meat

I surf on the swelling waves

Of your wretched tar despair

When your scandalous wildcat hands

Criminal and polluted as hell´s blaze grave

Reach for my pure, bright face

Lucid as a lighthouse upon pitch-black

Blizzard cape