8/25/2022 Cat Eyes Lullabies Dark Skies and Moonlight
she cried tears as she read the name and tori Amos sang to Thames and James before us stood wanting at last to be good after all this waterfall–she revered the possibility her twin fire might be close as she touched the mirror and he became more than just a ghost
lullaby lamplight lies. and Christina finally opened her eyes and he is no longer here at all
we are ready to turn the tables- miss fable miss incredible wonder woman
miss hero of the dark miss Jane sailing across the sky with her
rainbow arc in the starry night time sublime miss Warrior Princess
oh moon draped Goddess of the moon of the snowy owl at night
Arion dreaming on he silver wheel as she spirals around
as this beautiful, imagined nation finds creation in a musical sound
and all those meteorites were found like the shooting stars into oceans
we dusted off the ashes of our forgotten dreams and lost emotions
just to repeat the criminal cycle again, and generate a new human
here at the roads all leading nowhere—all leading from out there to me
here in the ninth dimension of a town that forgot to seek liberty
in the stark cold, crying away the whispers
of clouds that look like angels fighting wars and clowns hitchhiking
and secret serial killers pretending to be in love without sleep
because nobody seems to care --everyone just screams in silence
in the rioting truth of a youth surrendered to a future doomed by violence
he prescribes the pills for Cat and 9 lives become one fiat flat currency
one singular reality one where everyone copys me and copies
Im like a secret fax machine–because I secretly never knew that
you could also see what i could see- you could even see my dreams
i guess as ive been told–I intimidate them for being bold
Im just an obscene drama queen a mentally ill libertine for the guillotine
im just the girl you sank in the river who rose out from the underworld
just to take you back—to make sure our love could endure
in constant repetition constant patch- rematch and revision
the computer that created a cheat code to exit the matrix and free destiny
the virus that was sent by a corporation controlled by a delusion
a fake economy and dollars of illusion a holy coffer an offering a communications
the saline salvation of pills to control the soul of eternal revolution
a broken screen that matrix machination–a bunch of purple pretty poems
polka dots airplanes not stars–false hopes and broken promises doubtful thomas
and an impossible cage just a rabid Rat in a Cage just a frail
Cat trapped in an endless new Chapter in the pages of endless empty ages
he hands me the book and compels me to write the future down
So I send the airplanes from the sky to Icarus the sun I tear the whole world apart
I break your beautiful heart I rip the lies right out of your chest
Make sure evil ones never rest–make sure evil tastes its own false cure
But even when I feel like Kali and I want to dance in the blood of this painted prism
the truth is—I just want those feathered wings so I can rise AGAIN
I just want to fly never die or be sacrificed to lions —I want to escape with
the beautiful birds of paradise i dont want to be nice I just want to get away from the
spies and spite despite it the righteous elitists who are always looking down on me
stop being stressed out and drink water to dissolve the demon not choke on the smoke of a false authority I want my fictional story and impossible universe to exist
I want to be more than the resistance --i dont want to resist i want to exist
and manifest–beyond being queen I want to be more more than mistress running the cables i want to overtake the fables–I want to know everything and be forever Queen of all this meaning and being–free I want to be Queen of me I want get out from the shadows on the dark side of the moon, taste the honey from her silver spoon-to be allowed to be proud and desiring of her crown–princess Arionrhod
I want to be like you like a Goddess like a God who has a flying unicorn and can fly around the sun–I want to unspin from stupid world undone–I want to taste the salt the came from Heaven into the Nile I want to be Queen of the Isle of Gemma I want to have the ruby heart and love of Jeremiah i want to control and conquer that Genie I want to save you and summer’s similar symmetry i want to rescue timothy from Daisy chain disasters
I want the evidence to be exposed–to be witnessed and shown–I want you to love me. Love me for being profound–love this Girl this woman for her words for her pink lipstick frown, i want you to love me–love me even when i cannot make it found–i want love for him to love me even when i cant be understood im too low or too loud–i want you to love me beecause I am alone and I was alone my entire life a long time a very long time i watched the walls of white from translucence outside the evanescent truth you sought–you forgot me the bluebell in the flora --I want to know that you love me without having t
o kill me with my deadly kisses–i want to know you love me without forcing you to with my magical spells and powerful wishes- i want you to love me as if I deserve this–or happyness or something pretty too-i want you to love me and start seeing through that fractured me that distorts everything and makes Angels look like Monsters that makes you not see the truth–i want you to love me despite being a mosiac of broken pieces of broken apologies and pain–i want you to love me like a sunflower that rises out of
he dust and a grey lifeless shed like a dream in my head that came true or an impossible truth that could never turn into a lie–i want our love to
conquer madness and our madness to be love so they cannot sign us on contracts to some simulation–
-I want our love to save the world the future end the endless i want our love to be more than making out in theater as the credits roll—i want you warrior shaman i want love to be the goal the soul i want to know your whole–and then i want to lose control.
I want love like that chaos running around like timeless travel back through black holes i want love like passion without minds or being blind and no need for consoles–energy that just ripples and dancing around with knives—
I want love like a million tragic episodes all combined into one story–I want the power of love to win like one Glorious golden victory I want love like a cure for an impossible disease i want love like a flower that is magic or a rose that doesnt die—i want love like a a magic coin that fell into my hands from somewhere in the sky.