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1.
Onibaba 04:40
She does the Demon’s act— It’s now her mask Where the grasses thrash Though no wind is felt Hell’s mouth opens fast Eats the spear wounds dealt Eyes cut through the reeds Black from knowing war Blind to wounded pleas To long life they’re sworn Crabs at picking’s work Strip the victims clean With a tired jerk Death lives on unseen Shells of warring men Fill the kettles full Rice from the thieves’ den Feeds the hungry cruel Those who dwell with Death Wait for Love’s return Though he draws no breath Hotter pain’s flame burns She does the Demon’s acts It’s now her mask The water’s so much blood In it it’s black With sinning rife the summer Burns like Hell The frozen crops can only Hope to fail Murder washes human skin away Heat that knows no end Chases sleep away Passions flare, and friends Fight to have their way Everything is food When war’s laws abound All that’s nice and good Will be killed or drowned Then the Demon comes Seeks the path that’s gone Grass in countless sums Has outgrown too long But what can be said Of she who demons fear She whose hands are red She whose fangs are dear I am human, not a demon I am demon, not a human
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I am the silent form The pilgrim Sad old man Bleeds in vain For praying on my highway The bell that spilled water glazed Granddaughter Left to thieves Sold to wealth She’s no home but changing hands No time for marrying plans I am a man out of hell I wield the form that is mute I stare, a blank, where they fell Bodies Strung out Too suave to be called a brute Though red this sword yet remains I live to bear bloody fruit Families Love’s doubt What midnight sickens these brains? What swordpoint I call a heart? What devil over me reigns? Nightmares See light No love glows in these eyes When did my punishment start? Was it my father’s slow death? With she whose love is a dart? Red drowns Pure night The flames of Hell stirred by breath Of demon unseen but felt Will warm my face beyond death Always Burning The woman Another’s Sword-disrobed Beneath the pounding of gears A wheel by water’s pour robs The offspring His fever Cries alone He’ll die by Mother’s short sword Or die by Father’s neglect Salvation’s in letting blood What’s murder in others’ eyes Are holy plants grown from mud Blooming Sword thrust The swordsman before me dies A leveling despite skill There’s death for him though he tries His blade Turns rust I live with every kill My ruin, then, knows no end Eternity will fulfill My thirst For game No heart beats in this robe The spirit, sword’s, meant to rend So who does he hope to save By sheathing as with a friend? Though death’s The same There is no path that can pave A road to burying Hell The world, its madness will rave Like mine All die
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House (1977) 04:39
She has waited here Heartbeats between wars Hope gives way to fear Imagination soars This house is now her soul Gorgeous, you now come Specter from the past Seven friends that sum Makes her next repast This house now tastes your soul Mouth becomes a door Skin grows on as paint Soul a quenchless lust Lights, enchantments, blaze upon displayed Body parts of high school daughters slain Hands as black as night Reach from water’s heat Flames invade the wood Is there any way that it’s a dream? Fantasy, have you been seeing things? Mirrors give back pictures of the dead Lipstick paints the cold flesh human red Windows view the virgin soul that’s fled Cracks that show the bleeding or the flame Grow to show its other half the same Feathers smother flesh Clothes are left behind Tips are all that’s left Sweet’s life turns the gears Kung Fu’s hacked leg rears This house tastes your soul Pieces still fighting on Limbs grow sentience Kick the painting’s teeth What’s behind the face of revenants, But the flowing of a thousand hearts? Cling to journal’s words Life-preserving book Eyesight lost from thrust Islands form to float the floor around You’ll dissolve before you even drown Blood comes clean the living bridal gown They appear, those layers that unwound Sense is absent with the rushing’s sound Hands reach out though either side is red Mothers hold the living though they’re dead No one will be saved Though your angel comes Morning floats her wings But the sun consumes Love won’t conquer all

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released December 4, 2015

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