Something New....Someday

the mind is excited. the ouroboros is cycling. the mind is numb, the ouroboros diminishes. soul bids soul, and we accept the duality. many begets the many, yet the one, begets morality, form by form we accept the divinity yet all that is left is one third of humanity.

Make me gentle, Wake me in the morning, with lips pressed to the sides of my mouth. Make me Gentle, Silence me with skin surrounding mine, in naked embrace, within the union between synapse, and loneliness. Unwind me undone, unfinished and unwound. knit me in sleep, crossed between blankets, in dreams i am found. in the midst of boil, tears escape from the corners of my eyes. steaming from silence, but unbound, unwound.

Dolls (2002) Dancer in the Dark (2000) The Red Shoes (1948) The Virgin Spring (1960) Children of Paradise (1945) The Passion of Joan of Arc (1928) Frida (2002) The Elephant Man (1980) (to be updated when i remember more)

Fill me with your wine, and i will hold you still. I will be your vessel, if that would be your will. We can transmute this wine into a love that fills. If i imbibe from your heart I'll never feel love's ill's.