Allusions

Seyton
I am lost to you now
poisoned and dying
The bitter taste of hollow words
runs over my lips and I am
thirsty.

Seyton
Why do you pierce my hands with discomfort?
And only your own
never mine
never mind
I fall
into
tomorrow.

I grasped a bough of dying wood
that was left on the heath
and Hecate smiled
Somewhere inside a lighted window
I saw her
can I enter thy court?
Oh, courteous courtier
spin sweet sin away
Three and thrice more
until the month has played out.

Faded eyes
No
Bright
deep
and lively.
I can only recall what is now
but then they were blue
deep
and inside a smile.
They curled up at the edges
black
a smile.

Hecate
Goddess and mistress
my desire papered windows
and I was left to wonder
if it were spring.
Spring has come and laid its hand across my
smile.

Angry
Disavowed
and I did declare the failure of prophets
sitting on park benches
with blankets upon their laps
completing crosswords in ink
and all of the words were wrong.

I am the mistress of the movie screen
she cried into the wall.
And I heard
somewhere between breath and sleep
the faint breaking
of her voice
Pleasure
in replicated scenes
that danced before my eyes

Seyton
No more
my friend, no more
my fiend, farewell
Departing
into the emptiness
and watching Rasputin drink.