KALI

Her eyes are two bloody moons that
see through the dust and shadow
that obscures Time's slow drift,
her hair is a storm of cool black,
her body filled with primal pleasure
and fierce becoming, she is the
goddess I see in the absence of
friendly light, full of Beauty
and Death, she is Kali.

Beautiful as ebony and ivory extremes,
beautiful as decaying Life and birthing
Death, so is she who drinks blood and
wears a belt of skulls, beautiful and
black and naked as the Night and Death
…as the unconscious mind stretched
open before the dark divinity of her
sex, so is she who devours the seed
of  Life with her cosmic vagina…
and dances upon the pregnant belly
where Life and Death meet.

September 11-12, 2008
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