kjartan:H

something I wrote;
[...]

every night unpainted is penance
for canvases blank in my shed
with the budding light dainty comes chance
these nightly mares are but horses led
I tuck the dark veil 'round my naked flesh
and soil the cloth, wet the sheet
and this trident tail, I spin and lash
the shaded flock, up off their feet

hold me! – my mother of the meek
and see! – I bring the sister you seek
a tribade to another with your children present
both son and brother, thus twice incandescent

(extract from "... and I have a fiery cape"

Some links to my work;

my poetry (and lyrics) : www.tristania.com/d&m
my paintings : www.crypta.no